Chin Yui Yat Sang (Theme song from the movie "The Killer" (1989) directed by John Woo) - Sally Yeh
If dogs could speak...
Sunday, September 11, 2005
 
Damn tourist
Monday evening rush-hour traffic is always terrible in San Francisco, but it was extra bad two weeks ago. First a car had a flat on the Golden Gate Bridge, then a trailer truck overturned. If that wasn't enough, around 4:50 pm a big ostrich was running loose on the bridge. Yes, an ostrich.

The six-foot-tall bird was being transported in a van on the way to a farm when she slammed her butt against the back window and broke it, and somehow managed to squeeze through the small opening and jumped out. She staggered into the southbound lanes and zigzagged between cars slowing down to pay toll. Ever-present bridge tourists were happily snapping pictures. Traffic came to a standstill. A bridge police officer went out to investigate and found himself looking up at a bird taller than he was. Highway patrol police, not trained in ostrich chasing, eventually managed to herd the bird off the bridge into a tow-truck garage and calm her down. Helpful bridge workers patched up the broken window of the van with rope and wood before placing the ostrich back inside. The entire adventure lasted over ten minutes.


You may be asking, why did the ostrich cross the bridge? Ronald Love and Bibiana Goodrich, the bird owners, explained that they had just rescued her from ostrich burger death a few hours earlier. They bought her for $300 and were taking her back to their farm 70 miles north of San Francisco when the city fun started. Maybe she really was a stupid ingrate bird, or maybe she just wanted to stop and ask for directions. One thing for sure, if they had gotten a skinny-butt male bird, none of that would have happened.

Comments:
Great story, I was laughing so loud my kids looked at me weird. Well, they do that anyway. Are you insinuating that we females have large behinds?
 
Dang, Woof, sometimes I see a moose on the way to work, but this is just silly!
 
Connecticut, the thought never occurred to me. I would not dare.

John, but it's San Francisco.
 
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