Ostrich Land

by chris cunningham

I’m hitting the road for a week long trip up the coast to San Francisco then home in a day. Hwy 101, south of San Luis Obispo lies Ostrich Land. Little did I know, less than 1/8 of sec. later this piece of shit ostrich would have my pinkie, ring, and middle fingers half way down it’s throat. Damn bird nearly maimed me. I wasn’t even taunting it with the giant egg I bought at the store.