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Somebody call me a cab.
Because by “find” you meant, of course, “eat”:
Police in Lower Saxony, Germany, who decided to teach a vulture to sniff out corpses of missing people, have hit difficulties two months into training.
Reasoning that it could fly over miles of wasteland, then descend where it found a missing person, they had wanted to fit it with a transmitter.But it transpires that Sherlock, as the bird is known, is not very interested.
On top of that, it is shy, confuses human with animal remains and actually prefers to walk, Spiegel magazine says.
via BBC News – German police vulture scheme fails to take off.
The Associated Press:
COLUMBIA, Mo. | Public health officials in Columbia have asked an ice cream shop to cool it with the cicada-flavored ice cream that customers apparently can’t get enough of.
Sparky’s Homemade Ice Cream sold out its only batch of the insect-filled snack within hours of its June 1 debut. Employees collected the bountiful bugs in their backyards and removed most of the dead cicadas’ wings
[more] via www.kansascity.com | 06/07/2011 | Health officials nix cicada ice cream.
Birds do it:
Nero is dictatorial by name and tyrannical by nature. He doesn’t like me at all, but he absolutely cannot tolerate the fact that I don’t like him. It drives him crazy. The more I seek to dissociate myself, the more he wants to be with me.
When I’m working, he sits on my shoulder, waiting patiently for the telephone to ring. When it does, he cocks his head and fixes me a gimlet eye. If I make the mistake of picking up the receiver, he first nips my neck then takes a chunk out of my ear before moving round my face and stabbing my mouth until I begin to bleed and hang up.
So do cats. Sit on the couch watching TV, and soon Inky will arrive on your lap. She’ll pretend to just want to curl up there, but over the next few minutes, she’ll gradually work her way up your chest until her head is even with your neck. She will then gaze adoringly into your eyes for approximately 45 seconds (I’ve timed it). She will then dart her head forward, rather like a cobra, and sink her fangs into your chin. Which hurts like hell, in case you’ve ever wondered.
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