the first day, part two

We cleaned up, I picked up L., and the three of us checked out the Victory Square block party downtown. We were hoping to see our friend C., but alas, he was not there (where are you C.? We miss you!) so we headed to the pub for beer and veggie burgers. K. is an awesome dinner companion. When we finished up we headed to the park to share a Cuban cigar (courtesy of R. and G.) and watched the city live out its life.

There was some tragedy, though. On our way home home, L. and I saw a juvenile gull sitting in the middle of a busy road, and vehicles were trying to drive around him(er). We were wondering why the gull wasn't moving, and that's when I noticed that the bird's wing was broken. Then a SUV tried to swerve around the poor creature and just missed, bouncing the gull around. In a true heroic fashion, L. leapt into the road and picked up the gull and took him(er) across the street. Luckily, there was a security guard nearby who would take the gull and drive to the S.P.C.A. An elderly woman helped them properly tuck in the gulls injured wing. I remember some guy yelling "put'em out of his misery" and offered to do the grisly job, so I'm thankful that L. was there to save the day.

If you live in the Lower Mainland and see an injured wild animal, contact these folks.

http://www.wildliferescue.ca/