On Wednesday GC and I attended a demonstration outside the police station, to show our support for the democratic rights of freedom of assembly and free speech. Also: to show our concern about how Harper, McGuinty and the police mishandled the protest in Toronto.
Personally, I find it utterly contemptible that Toronto’s police chief lied to the media and citizens about the temporary law granting the police sweeping new powers during the protest, thereby effectively giving itself even more power than it legitimately had. And why didn’t Premier Dalton McGuinty step forward and correct the lie, when it was widely reported in the media?
We stayed up late that night, formatting our Nanowrimo novels for publication – the offer of a free published copy of the book expired at midnight, Pacific Time. We’d been procrastinating since November about this, but we got our novels submitted at the very last minute.
The next day – Canada Day – we bused downtown for a bit but couldn’t seem to muster up much energy. We drifted over to the Jazz Festival, and then hung out at the magazine store on Elgin. We almost went to the Museum of Nature, but kept waffling and changing course. We had to get back to GC’s place before dark, because The Dog is petrified of fireworks, so we wanted to be holding his paw when they occurred. But I think he ended up sleeping through it; I know I did.
In other news: Our love-struck lovebirds, Billie and Lester, laid their fourth egg on Canada Day! The webcam is still broadcasting live during the days. There might still be another egg or two to come. We’re expecting the hatching to commence on or about the 14th of July.
We’re a little uncertain of our role in all this. Apparently we’re supposed to take the babies from the parents when the youngest is about 10 days old, and start hand-raising them ourselves. This involves setting up a heated brooder and hand-feeding them every four hours and talking to them and kissing their little bald heads. The reason for this is that they will be much tamer and more desirable as pets because they’ll have established early bonds with human beings.
But we keep thinking about how traumatic and devastating this would be for Billie and Lester. They’re so protective of the eggs already, and they haven’t even hatched yet. It just seems so wrong to steal their babies ten days after they hatch.
On the other hand, from what I understand, once the babies are about six weeks old, Billie and Lester won’t want them around anymore anyway. So we’d just be taking them a few weeks early. And they’ll be better pets because of it, which is important too, considering they’re going to spend the rest of their lives being someone’s pets.
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