Azimuth315
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Not hunting related nor even a strange observation but an amusing human reaction.
I am an OR nurse and now work PRN ( sorta' like day labor ) at several surgery centers.
One day several years ago, between cases, I went outside by the parking lot for a quick smoke.
About ten feet from where I was sitting a flock of a dozen or so pigeons were pecking around as pigeons do, when a hawk swooped down took one and flew through a grove of trees. It was an awsome display of aeronautical skill as it pitched and rolled avoiding the branches as it flew off.
As I returned to my duties I had to share this experience. The first person I met was Dr. (name withheld), a female Anesthesiologist with whom I occasionally work. Her reaction left me somewhat dismayed.
She looked at me with an expression I must describe as contemptuous, shook her head, mumbled something indiscernible, turned away and marched off.
A little later I related my story to another nurse, including my interaction with Dr. ?. I then learned that Dr.? had been feeding these pigeons and considered them pets.
Seeing Dr.? a little later I explained that I had just found out about her relationship with "her" pigeons and didn't mean to be insensitive when I described the hawk's interaction with them. I also suggested that anyone can have pet pigeons but she could say she is raising live food for her pet hawk. As I expected she was unamused.
Having reached that stage in my life that I don't give a d@@@n and that stage in my career that I can afford to twist a Dr.'s tale I still ask her "How's your pet hawk ?".
Dr. ? still remains unamused.
But I am.
Regards - Al
I am an OR nurse and now work PRN ( sorta' like day labor ) at several surgery centers.
One day several years ago, between cases, I went outside by the parking lot for a quick smoke.
About ten feet from where I was sitting a flock of a dozen or so pigeons were pecking around as pigeons do, when a hawk swooped down took one and flew through a grove of trees. It was an awsome display of aeronautical skill as it pitched and rolled avoiding the branches as it flew off.
As I returned to my duties I had to share this experience. The first person I met was Dr. (name withheld), a female Anesthesiologist with whom I occasionally work. Her reaction left me somewhat dismayed.
She looked at me with an expression I must describe as contemptuous, shook her head, mumbled something indiscernible, turned away and marched off.
A little later I related my story to another nurse, including my interaction with Dr. ?. I then learned that Dr.? had been feeding these pigeons and considered them pets.
Seeing Dr.? a little later I explained that I had just found out about her relationship with "her" pigeons and didn't mean to be insensitive when I described the hawk's interaction with them. I also suggested that anyone can have pet pigeons but she could say she is raising live food for her pet hawk. As I expected she was unamused.
Having reached that stage in my life that I don't give a d@@@n and that stage in my career that I can afford to twist a Dr.'s tale I still ask her "How's your pet hawk ?".
Dr. ? still remains unamused.
But I am.
Regards - Al