[She hadn't started paying taxes yet. Maybe she'd be singing a new tune, come April 15, when she had her first tax day as an American citizen, but for the moment she was a little too embroiled in the oddity of it, and the fascinating, exotic and seemingly harmless big birds in front of her.

Yeah, that honeymoon would last just long enough for one of them to 'wark' and get loose.]

It feels like the sort of thing that you might surprise people with. They will be speaking of this for months, no? If the mayor wishes to be re-elected, making people happy would probably help. I would applaud his cunning, if I were so inclined.

But come, you should pet one. The beak is very smooth. Would you like a bit of the feed?