True story, one of the nicest and most heavily religious men I know was going for a jog along a beach one morning in a place a couple of hours from where we live called Victor Harbour (South Australia). Saw a discarded milk carton and thought he'd kick it along until he'd reached the upcoming bin. Gave it a big boot and its little wings started flapping away through the air. It was a fairy penguin. It had waddled from the water onto the beach and was going for its nest in front of an assembled crowd of admiring onlookers. A chorus of boos rang out. He kept running.