Sunday evening John and I went to the shore to eat our lovely take-away fish and chips wrapped in brown paper. Shortly after arriving, we were joined by this fellow, a pied shag, who paddled to shore and presented himself, fish in beak, at our little oceanside party. Even though he was a little over-dressed in his natty tux of feathers, he settled in to enjoy his fish as did we. Once he'd swallowed his prey live, he waddled back to the ocean, had a couple gulps of sea water, turned to us once more, then swam away. We raised our glasses in salute as he disappeared in the setting sun.
Between the Seats 2.0
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