Being a hawk was tough enough, thought Donald; no McRibs, no Popeye's chicken sandwiches, just cotton rats, voles, mice, and the odd dove. Being tag-teamed by the Caracaras, though, made not only catching a meal tough, but keeping it even harder . . .
Gary (middle) was explaining to his brothers, Herbie and Clyde, that gravity always wins in the end, and yes, dropping sticks on the spoonbills below was a valid teaching tool, not just for fun . . .
Paul, wanting to try public office, formed an exploratory committee for his small town's upcoming election. Sadly, the only elected officer on the upcoming ballot was dog catcher, and Paul could foresee problems with that . . .
Gilbert's home delivery start-up seafood business was working well but was much easier with a high tide, and sadly, high tide and the dinner rush didn't always coincide . . .
Marvin's mom was insistent: "You can't be taking your lunch money for hair products, it's unhealthy and makes you look like you don't comb before going to school . . ."