Location: South Seattle
Time ~9:3O pm
Temp: ~50 degrees Fahrenheit.
I was walking to the Chevron to buy an Orange Mango Body Armor and a snack. The streets were empty; silent. No cars. No pedestrians. The air was calm and still.
My head was lowered slightly in thought when out of nowhere I felt a sudden and rough scraping against my scalp. I jerked my head up, surprised and confused, and what I saw was a raptor of some sort flying off with my hat. Since there was no wind, some of my hair just sort of settled flatly over one eye, having been pulled forward by whatever perfidious prowler had just absconded with my goddamn hat. I brushed it away to watch the raptor disappear into the branches of some trees across the street.
I, sans-hat and with Very Bad Hair, proceeded to buy my delicious drink and a beef jerky/Corn Nuts combo (highly recommended, btw) and made my way back home, this time on the side of the street the raptor had flown to after rudely stealing my Bad Hair concealment accessory. I thought maybe it might have dropped it because useless.
Nothing. NOTHING. I felt powerless before the temerity and tenacity of our airborne, opportunistic neighbors. That said, it was an AWESOME way to lose a hat. No regrets. And I have Corn Nuts, so fuck that bird.
So was this an owl? I mean, 9:30pm. What other raptors are active at that time? Could it be another kind of raptor? (I know it was a raptor because it was really big with a large wingspan, and I literally felt heavy talons on my skull.)
This begs the question: WHY MY HAT?
Time ~9:3O pm
Temp: ~50 degrees Fahrenheit.
I was walking to the Chevron to buy an Orange Mango Body Armor and a snack. The streets were empty; silent. No cars. No pedestrians. The air was calm and still.
My head was lowered slightly in thought when out of nowhere I felt a sudden and rough scraping against my scalp. I jerked my head up, surprised and confused, and what I saw was a raptor of some sort flying off with my hat. Since there was no wind, some of my hair just sort of settled flatly over one eye, having been pulled forward by whatever perfidious prowler had just absconded with my goddamn hat. I brushed it away to watch the raptor disappear into the branches of some trees across the street.
I, sans-hat and with Very Bad Hair, proceeded to buy my delicious drink and a beef jerky/Corn Nuts combo (highly recommended, btw) and made my way back home, this time on the side of the street the raptor had flown to after rudely stealing my Bad Hair concealment accessory. I thought maybe it might have dropped it because useless.
Nothing. NOTHING. I felt powerless before the temerity and tenacity of our airborne, opportunistic neighbors. That said, it was an AWESOME way to lose a hat. No regrets. And I have Corn Nuts, so fuck that bird.
So was this an owl? I mean, 9:30pm. What other raptors are active at that time? Could it be another kind of raptor? (I know it was a raptor because it was really big with a large wingspan, and I literally felt heavy talons on my skull.)
This begs the question: WHY MY HAT?
