Well, did you see that pink shirt with the chevron effect stripes? Unforgettable.
Oh, yes, and politics, safety issues, only six cars running, politics.
I'd be a very angry marshal if I'd been forced to run onto the track to retrieve a beer can, even with only six cars racing.
I know this is typically perverse, but it's been unusually quiet up in the loft today. Should I have fed little starling yesterday before we replaced it in the nest? (It didn't seem in any worse condition than the previous two occasions, not desperately dehydrated and apparently uninjured.) Should we have put it back at all? Was handling it going to cause its mother to cease feeding it?
Even if it's OK now, it has inevitably suffered more stress than it ought, at the time when its feathers are forming. Stressed bird equals weak feathers: not a good start in life.
Hah! Can't win. And I really don't want another pet. It had to go back... or elsewhere.
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