Rizzo The Rat

This may look like an ordinary gull but I think he's the ringleader of a gang of the little dears that have now targeted me in more ways than one.  Apparently he's been tasked with alerting the entire colony of gulls at the lagoon that that a red jeep has arrived driven by somebody who will dispense bread.  Since it's been almost a week since I've been there and despite the fact the the location of my secret spot takes a bit of an effort to get to, he still seemed to know I was coming.  Either that or he's been waiting on top of this boat for 6 days.  I hadn't even parked before he began the call to arms.  By the time he got through screeching and hollering, the entire colony had arrived and it became a group screeching event. There was going to be no peaceful evening watching the sunset for me.  Fortunately, I had two bags of bread.  The gulls were unbelievably noisy, but polite and I think appreciative in their own birdly way, i.e. pooping on my car.  I'm going to ignore that though because for the life of me I can't think of any other way a bird could say thank you.  At least I prefer to put a positive spin on it. 


I think there's something wrong with me..