Organized crime with feathers, Prairie Oasis, Special Areas No. 2, AB, 2026-05-23
Meet Sir-Poops-A-Lot. He pooped on my chairs. He pooped on the lid of my firepit. He pooped all over my camp stove(s). He pooped on the picnic table. His personality can even be described as poopy. Oh, and he also stole a marshmallow out of my bag while I wasn't looking. The Common Grackle really is organized crime with feathers.
I spent an hour wandering around with a large and heavy lens looking for bird shots. I got bupkis. Then I come back to my campsite and find this feathery bastard giving me side-eye. Back at you, pal.