On a walk around the lake yesterday, people stared at a cormorant perched on a log. Although it flapped its wings, it remained stationary.
I soon discovered the distressed bird had fishing line wrapped around its leg so that it was only able to move ten metres or so in any direction.
The local wild life rescue team were informed and waited for the animal to show less agitation. What annoyed me however, was one of the spectators who kept laughing at the bird’s fear. I thought only an occasional child laughed at someone else’s pain until they learned better, but here was an adult appearing to draw pleasure from another’s agony.