Death of a flamingo

One afternoon recently I watched from my home a beautiful flamingo fishing and resting on the end salt pan at Salina Bay. Oh what a heart-warming sight. In the evening I watched as a hunter shot and killed this wonderful creature as a crowd of hunters...

One afternoon recently I watched from my home a beautiful flamingo fishing and resting on the end salt pan at Salina Bay. Oh what a heart-warming sight. In the evening I watched as a hunter shot and killed this wonderful creature as a crowd of hunters and their families waited to watch the event from a vantage point outside our home.

I had already phoned the police headquarters to inform them there was a group of hunters gathering and waiting for their opportunity.

What was the result? One dead flamingo, a very happy group of hunting followers and deep sorrow and anger at what had happened, depriving many people of the rare sight and the bird its life.

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