Poor gull! Just found a really good landing spot and stepped in it. Not even his own, as if that would be better. I wouldn’t know myself, not having done so—I mostly wade through the stuff made by horses around here.On the way home from a terrific Thanksgiving fest at Karla’s cousins’ place in Paso Robles, we cruised by Morro Bay for a glimpse of the ocean. More on that in another post. The gulls along the waterfront are so tame you can practically hug them. But don’t touch their feet!
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