Last summer at my buds beach house on Cape cod i was chilling out and cooking a nice big Italian sausage on the grill.
I went inside for 20 seconds to grab a beer came back and the sausage was gone.
no birds in sight either...frigging seagull must have came out of nowhere..
... prolly circling at 2,000 feet waiting for his chance.
Grill fire was started; embers were just perfect; steak put on the grill; we were sitting on the porch, watching the boats go by, reveling in the afternoon; out of *no where* a seagull lands on the grill grate, to take the red meat.
You could see the look of horror on its face as both feet were fried.
While surf fishing with a friend, one seagull walked up and tried to take a small plastic flounder out of his tackle box, lol!