The Nest

“Hello Harriett,” transmitted the Doctor.

“Hello Doctor,” Harriett responded immediately. She was in the mood to exchange thoughts.

“What is that green stuff Ozzie has been dropping in all day?”

Green stuff

“Just green stuff,” thought Harriett. “It smells good.”

“At first I thought it might be a piece of cloth or something non-organic. I worry when Ozzie brings things to the nest that are not organic.”

“What do you mean? Like that piece of chicken wire /crab pot he brought in a couple days ago?”

Wire

“Yes, that’s what I’m talking about.”

“Don’t worry Doctor, as you can see I’ve pushed it aside and it is not a danger.”

“Okay, great, but I was wondering about that green stuff.”

“It is seaweed. What do you think it is?”

“Well truthfully, I wasn’t really sure. I didn’t think seaweed looks like that.”

“Well, that’s what’s it is,” said Harriett.  “It has a nice aroma.”

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About Harriett Raptor

Eight-year-old mother of five, fluent in telepathy, a possessor of genetic memory, a genius and scholar. Harriett holds the equivalent of a PhD in philosophy, biology, chemistry, physics, astronomy, and the Homo sapiens’ concept of the humanities. Her understanding of mathematics and logic are beyond Homo sapiens’ current comprehension. Harriett is a thinker, a wise osprey, especially distinguished for her expertise in the Homo sapiens problem.
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