Tornados and Seagulls
A couple things:
Last night on our way home from work (we got off at the same time) Dan and I were sitting at the Go station and the sky was greenish grey. We were convinced it was tornado weather, but having never seen one before I secretly thought, "no, it's just going to rain soon". Not 20 minutes later we're taking the bus through downtown Oshawa on our way home and it starts HAILING. insane, excessive, huge balls of HAIL. Might I remind you it's July? (no Canada jokes here please). Luckily our bus didn't go airborne, but it was nuts. A bunch of trees broke into pieces and there were huge branches in the middle of roads. Apparently in Mississauga 50 hydro polls got knocked down. Thousands of people are supposed to be without power for "at least a week". This is madness.
Today while waiting for the bus to take us home from Value Village, a little seagull wanted to be our friend. He kept coming over to the shelter and looking around, cautiously waddling closer and further away and then closer again. In case you didn't know, I'm obsessed with seagulls. Like totally in love. I ran over to the variety store and got some cheetos and we started indulging our little pal. Of course when you're feeding birds the main goal is to get it to come as close as possible to pick up the food. We got him to come right into the bus shelter with us.. right in front of our feet. Could've picked him up and cuddled him if we wanted to! (and man, I totally did). The only thing was though, whenever he picked up one piece, he'd scurry outside to eat it. I guess he figured we'd attack him if he got to comfortable. So when he picked up the closest piece to us, he went to run back outside. Except, he didn't realize there was glass in front of us- the door was a panel over. He ran right into it. And then again. And then he started to panic so he started to flap into it. Fly into it. He's squealing and squalling and the poor thing just can't figure out how to get through the panel of glass. Finally he clicks in that he has to go AROUND it, but I felt so bad for the little dude, it must've really hurt. Right after the bus came, so we had to leave, but I made sure to give him a couple extra cheetos, just for being my favourite bird.
Last night on our way home from work (we got off at the same time) Dan and I were sitting at the Go station and the sky was greenish grey. We were convinced it was tornado weather, but having never seen one before I secretly thought, "no, it's just going to rain soon". Not 20 minutes later we're taking the bus through downtown Oshawa on our way home and it starts HAILING. insane, excessive, huge balls of HAIL. Might I remind you it's July? (no Canada jokes here please). Luckily our bus didn't go airborne, but it was nuts. A bunch of trees broke into pieces and there were huge branches in the middle of roads. Apparently in Mississauga 50 hydro polls got knocked down. Thousands of people are supposed to be without power for "at least a week". This is madness.
Today while waiting for the bus to take us home from Value Village, a little seagull wanted to be our friend. He kept coming over to the shelter and looking around, cautiously waddling closer and further away and then closer again. In case you didn't know, I'm obsessed with seagulls. Like totally in love. I ran over to the variety store and got some cheetos and we started indulging our little pal. Of course when you're feeding birds the main goal is to get it to come as close as possible to pick up the food. We got him to come right into the bus shelter with us.. right in front of our feet. Could've picked him up and cuddled him if we wanted to! (and man, I totally did). The only thing was though, whenever he picked up one piece, he'd scurry outside to eat it. I guess he figured we'd attack him if he got to comfortable. So when he picked up the closest piece to us, he went to run back outside. Except, he didn't realize there was glass in front of us- the door was a panel over. He ran right into it. And then again. And then he started to panic so he started to flap into it. Fly into it. He's squealing and squalling and the poor thing just can't figure out how to get through the panel of glass. Finally he clicks in that he has to go AROUND it, but I felt so bad for the little dude, it must've really hurt. Right after the bus came, so we had to leave, but I made sure to give him a couple extra cheetos, just for being my favourite bird.