Gulls, the Story so Far

The Grumpy Vegan took this photograph this morning. Two babies remain from the original four. The first one that went missing was seen by a neighbour being carried off by a fox late one night. Not sure what happened to the second one. These babies and the several others who are being raised on roofs around the Grumpy Vegan’s seat have reached the point where they can almost fly. So, what happens sometimes is that they attempt to fly and the wind off the sea carries them off the roof where they were born and raised. They can end up on the ground, including the paths and roads and surrounding areas. Or they can be fly/blown onto a neighbouring roof. So far, it seems that their survival rate is more than 50/50. Their rate of growth is amazing. Their squawking is also changing from a high pitched “squeak, squeak” to a deeper screeching sound. They’re incredibly noisy throughout the day and night. But they’d be missed if they weren’t here!