
The Seagulls Stole My Hot Dog…Or Is That Just My Perspective?
Born and raised in central South Dakota, at age 16, I spent the summer in California with relatives. It also involved watching their young children 5 days a week—but that’s a different story entirely. One hot day in August, we took a trip to the Oakland zoo. It was lunch time so my uncle purchased hot dogs for everyone. Ahh...the finest of all cured meats. I watched the seagulls walk around in the food court, looking for nibbles. Handed a hotdog, I approached the condiments a