Remembering the kookaburra

I’m sitting home alone watching Nova on a Saturday afternoon and remembering when I was in Australia and a kookaburra grabbed a piece of pizza right out of my hand.
I was sitting at an outdoor restaurant and had a small piece of pizza left in my hand. I was talking, with my elbow on the table and the pizza in my hand near my ear, when the kookaburra, which is a pretty big, crow-sized bird, came flying past and grabbed the pizza right out of my hand.
Just thought I’d share that.

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