Do you know how hard it is to fly around, scream and shit all over, asked the gull. Especially in this dreadful storm. Can’t I just sit here in leeward for awhile and rest, maybe taste some of that lunch?

I said, sure but can you guarantee that you will not take of, call your friends and have them dump all over me and then fly off in screaming laughter. Try me, he said. But are you willing to take the chance not to share?

I let him have a bite of my sandwich, and for a moment we were the best of friends, sitting next to each other in silent coexistence. I put the remains of my lunch into my backpack and stood up ready to go. A final look at each other before he took of with a loud scream. He circled a few times around me, and I think he waved with his grey wings.

Be kind, ha de Gött!