
No we did not eat him, but he was in our kitchen. I found this guy on my way home today. I felt pretty bad for him because he looked so pathetic sitting in the road just waiting to be hit by another car. The poor bird looked even more forlorn because a crow was hopping around pecking at him impatiently urging him to give up the ghost. Isn't there some sort of bird code about eating each other?
I called the wildlife rescue place here in San Francisco and when the guy came to pick up the bird he was surprised to see a gull. He was expecting a pigeon. I told him if it had been a pigeon I wouldn't have bothered calling.
I think the gull was just stunned because about five minutes before the wildlife man came to get him, the bird stood up stretched out his wings and wobbled around the box a bit. I was praying he did not start flying around the apartment. That would have been a nightmare, bloody bird bashing into white walls, feathers flying. Thankfully he was still pretty shaky and quickly sat down again.