I’m home
Ok,
A lot of you are saying I am beat up and scruffy. Hey look, migrating 4000 miles is no easy task. A certain percentage of us don’t make it each year. I will not tell you the percentage. That’s something you should look up yourself.
Sure, I look bad. I’ve lost 50% of my body weight, stored fat designed to make the trip. You have to realize this is my seventh or eighth trip north and I know the dangers and arduous nature of migration. I have escaped a lot. This is not just a bad hair day.
So, don’t give me a hard time about the way I look today. I’m home, happy to be home and wallowing in The Doctor’s embrace.
“We can do it together,” said The Doctor.
And we have, we did. We all need a companion, confidant, lover to get through this life.
The need to breed has struck me. There is nothing in nature that can stop me from migrating north and returning to my home. The Doctor simply makes it easier. Not many Osprey survive the wild for 7-8 years. We have the most wonderful relationship you can imagine. With the Doctor’s encouragement and support I am optimistic we shall have a successful breeding season this year.
Love,
Harriet
Finally! Whew thank goodness! Welcome home sweetie!
Thank you. I missed you too.
H.Sapiens do not realize what it is like to migrate 4000 miles twice a year. Thank you foe your appreciation.
So excited you’re back home safely, Harriet!
Tank you. Guess what? Johnathan has arrived.