After the service she opened my box again -- I felt like straightening my feathers and a bunch of nice churchgoers found it cute. Suddenly came an elderly 'Miss Marple' and asked fool questions. Her last question was, "But aren't these birds used to water?" Ma told her, I was afraid of water."* A man added, "She brought that gull up, it isn't used to the sea." Miss Marple silenced the friendly helper right away: "Don't you interfere!"
Suddenly I saw lightnings in ma's eyes and she told Miss Marple to "please let us alone". But Miss Marple insisted on obtruding more questions, thus ma's tone turned a little unfriendlier. Now Miss Marple made an awful fuss, insisting on being an animal as well and having feelings and all this on a church yard!**
Me and my adopter 17 years ago -- inappropriate mother-child relationship?
These women were actually killing me by judging: "A gull should never be a pet." In their eyes it is proper to catch and breed parrots, for people are used to that.*** Whereas the adoption of an orphaned and disabled herring gull confuses their ideology. Our mother-child relationship is "inappropriate". I don't have a right to exist. To them it would be better, my veterinarian had put me to death 17 years ago. Because my existence messes up their ideas of world and nature.
Isn't that selfish and just plain malicious?
* I am okay with the tub now, but at first I even didn't wanna go there. Frankly, the sea scares me a lot, because of the waves. Once we were at the sea, my mother thought I would have a lot of fun, but in fact I found it scary. She's still telling her friends laughing: "The first wave almost reached her feet and my gull looked puzzled. The second wave almost touched them and she looked down most appalled. The tip of the third wave touched her feet gently and she spread her wings and ran towards the dry sand."
** It was a church lawn and I loved it very much. By the way, ma had told Miss Marple this was my day and she (Miss Marple) was about to spoil my and mom's Sunday (St. Francis service for animals and humans). Which she did -- she really was a drag! By the way, she wasn't there with an animal.
*** Buying children, that had been caught somewhere, or taken away from their real parents, is strange parenthood. Although, if the relationship turns out to be good, it's alright. In my case it was real adoption, for I was an orphan. And adoption is absolutely normal in nature. Even human babies have been adopted by monkeys or wolves. My mother is a real mother. She didn't buy me, she didn't catch me -- I was terribly sick, had no parents and she adopted me. And that's natural -- period.