Wow! I don’t know what has gotten into Ozzie this year. He is acting a bit strange. Just think about it. He arrives three weeks early; he is obviously glad to see me, puts on a lack luster Sky dance, then practically has our nest built in a week. And it’s not even April!
And good grief, the kisses. Those fabulous cloacal kisses. He is all over me. Not that I mind; he is really good at it, and I can’t help admitting that I like it. But for goodness sake, enough is enough! If I’m not fertile now, the cow never jumped over the moon.
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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