Wednesday, May 09, 2007

For the Birds.

Close friends and faithful readers of this journal know that I hate birds.

Or do I?

This past Sunday, Juliana and I went to the San Diego Wild Animal Park.

We walked along a path and encountered a man-made marsh, where two pelicans sat before us, one of them watching two young chicks.

I started taking lots of pictures when a beautiful white egret flew high into the trees.

I mumbled something.

"Do you know what you just said?" Juliana began. "I'm not sure I even know you anymore. You just said that you love birds."

"There is no way I said that."


"No way."

"Maybe you need to qualify your bird statement," Jules said. "You don't hate all birds. You just hate pigeons."

"I guess you're right. I like ducks. I like pelicans. I guess I just hate pigeons. And gulls."

And to qualify my bird hating statement -- I also hate massive flocks of birds flying overhead that could potentially poop on me.

But I do love ducks. And pelicans.

My whole world just turned inside out.

(As an aside, the cheetahs at the Wild Animal Park rock!)

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