Nobody likes Shelby. Nobody, that is, except M. Lee. M. Lee is Shelby's one and only advocate here at the Bird Park. This morning the magpies refused to come down from the trees for breakfast and that can only mean that either Shelby is lurking somewhere nearby or he recently killed somebody and everyone is still spooked.
Of course Shelby has a right to eat. That's M's argument, circle of life, it's only fair, a hawk's gotta eat. Mine is that the Bird Park is not a natural environment. Peanuts, tiny puppy kibble and piles of seed do not naturally appear every morning in the Nevada desert. To Shelby the Bird Park is a fast food joint. Next Bubba will appear, then Hank and Tootsie Pie, Mable and Jack and in about a week they will have eaten everyone. So I run Shelby off.
Language itself is a barrier.
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A sort of regulated free enterprise.
Yes ... a managed free-for-all... but Shelby. I feel bad for Shelby but he would happily eat everyone which, after all, really isn't the point of the Bird Park.
Anyway, in the grand scheme of things, you have as much right in nature to defend the bird park denizens as does the predator to try to eat them. I'm on your side!
Thanks. Can I quote you? :)
Sure why not.
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