I am anxiously awaiting more detailed photos because my mind is really racing at all the images this story brings to mind. Reality has to be better than anything possibly imaginable. Even for a mind like mine.
I imagine it would look a lot like this:
Only with more feathers, beak, tattered khaki, more feathers, bars of steel pressing, still pressing, and a faint cry for help that can barely be heard beneath the din of, "The white zone is for unloading and loading only. All others will be towed."
Looks like the animals finally trapped you Mr. Jack Hanna.
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