One of my grandsons was about 4 years old and eating a sandwich on a beach here in MA———a seagull swooped and grabbed it right out of his hand.
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Here in New York City, in Central Park, there's a pond called Turtle Pond which has a lawn area alongside it for picnicers and sunbathers. Everyday around sunset the rats begin to come out. And on several occasions I've seen them crawling around near and even on people's blankets--without them noticing! When I inform them of the situation they usually just look at me with a stupid look on their faces and go on chatting among themselves. Then of course NYC is dopey Lib country.