Friday morning 6:45 AM
Ozzie is a great nest builder. This morning he is industrious, bringing all sorts of stuff to incorporate into our new home. You may remember from the Doctor’s earlier post the types of materials we like; sticks, branches, shells, pine cones, bark, grass, algae, plastic bags, pieces of plastic toys, fishing line, bikini bottom size four; bikini top size eighteen, styrofoam cups and plastic hamburger containers.
At 8:28 this morning
The human that lives with the Doctor called to him.
“Look, look!” she exclaimed. “Come look Doctor”!
The Doctor popped from his desk, scattering bridge notes everywhere. He ran to the east wall of their giant nest.
“What”? Asked the Doctor.
“There”, she pointed. There were three of them! I just saw three ospreys on the platform”.
The Doctor examined the scene carefully. He even pulled out his bilateral eye magnification device. All he could see was the two of us. There saw nothing unusual; only Ozzie rearranging the nest per my instructions.
“What do you mean three”? Asked the Doctor. He wondered if her 15 year old LASIK surgery was beginning to fail.
“I’m telling you, I saw three of them”’ she insisted.
It is a beautiful morning. I know the Doctor does not want to spoil it. The Doctor smiled and with playful patronage replied, “Ok, sure, maybe I can rewind the DVR and find it.”
“Why is the Doctor not at work”? Thought Harriett, annoyed with this latest development. She was thinking of Havana.