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We haven't had dumps for a long time. We build mountains out of trash, and cover them with dirt. I miss rat killing.Met this little guy today at the city dump.
A bit too quick to get a sharp picture if, but still:
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Recycling station is probably a better word. That’s the dumpster for ceramics.We haven't had dumps for a long time. We build mountains out of trash, and cover them with dirt. I miss rat killing.![]()
Oh, there's rats, just not where they can be shot at. Dumps used to be free fire zones.Recycling station is probably a better word. That’s the dumpster for ceramics.
I thought it was a rat at first when I first caught the movement but looking closer I saw that it wasn’t though.
Can’t believe you could have cities without rats though?
Ah, shooting is frowned upon in the cities unless you are one of the City Hunters. Even then it’s frowned upon at times.Oh, there's rats, just not where they can be shot at. Dumps used to be free fire zones.
There's a cult of frustrated hunter-gatherers that focuses their efforts on urban rats. They use sophisticated air rifles, night vision optics, and even cameras to document their kills. It's pretty funny, actually.Ah, shooting is frowned upon in the cities unless you are one of the City Hunters. Even then it’s frowned upon at times.
We had a problem with rats in the area I lived once when some old structures were torn down. The city was rather clear that they consider them something people need to deal with on their own with the help of exterminators. The only ones who came to help unpaid were a group of large mob enforcers diguised as cats.
I missed a comma here and was very impressed with your parrots.Our parrots, writing a poem, and the sunshine! I did, however, have to spend 97 dollars on a tank of gas. That made me frown.
This made me laugh.I missed a comma here and was very impressed with your parrots.
I’ve been learning to identify birds this year and today I spotted the 50th bird species. It was a cute, little goldcrest.![]()
That’s a lovely moment.50 is great and they are so pretty.
My husband was out sailing with friends once and they were caught in the fog. Suddenly a very wet and tired little goldcrest landed on the rail of the boat. It sat there resting a few minutes before it left.
That’s a lovely moment.
I’ve been surprised by how many birds there are, how many kinds of birds there are. I’ve never really paid much attention to them before, but now that I do, they’re everywhere.
My goal was to learn to identify and spot 60 birds this year, but I think I’ll have to pick a new target because I’m already at 50.
I know someone like that as well and he promised to take me along bird watching one day soon, but he might be too hardcore for me. I’ve seen the birders’ group chats, and they’re intense! Especially if a mega rare bird has been sighted. I’m slightly worried I might end down that super intense, crazy road if I get too invested in this bird thing.Yes, they all still talk about it. It’s special when you get to be close to a wild animal that normally wouldn’t let you that close.
I was placed in a group with a few real ornithology nerds on one of my courses at university. They dragged me through hedges and swamps to watch birds.
One of them had reached a level where he had ”crossed” enough birds to get notification when a rare species was sighted and then they’d just all throw themselves in a car and drive all night to see it.
Kind of fascinating but I still haven’t recovered from the swamp spider.