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American National Bird, a majestic and |
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The eagle can be a grim-looking customer, at times. Partakes of carrion, more often
than not. When scared, barfs up
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Red hawk Jimmy, nicknamed "P39" by its prospective food. Anything that
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Tends to be quite nice to friends. His taste of humor, however,
includes ground-level aerial tricks which have cause heart attacks
before...imagine a bird diving at you at 120 km/h and pulling out only
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Among the raptors, Winston is a bird of rare charm and class. If you
are on his good side, you may even get to pet him. Naturally, excessive
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Although Winston would refrain from dispatching offenders of his
dignity to better hunting grounds, he will indicate his displeasure
most keenly. Do mind your manners,
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Great Horned Owl Patricia, the truly elegant Lady of the night. Soft
and cuddly and well-equipped with sharp beak and talons. The kind of
night ground attack aircraft that makes free-roaming cats long for
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Mathisha the Vulture -- the original mascot of the recycling movement, later dropped in favor of something
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Midory the Osprey looks at Bernie the Seagull. Bernie has been
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While my friend Leonard the Pelican is entirely respectable in every
way, you will no longer see him on Minneapolis lakes. The local laws
have ruled that his beak can be classified as a bayonet so, by the very
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