“Oh good grief”, said Harriett.

“I thought you and your friends were up to the task. After all, it’s not that hard to become a thoughtful osprey observer”.

The Doctor was embarrassed. He tried to blame it on his poor writing skills, but Harriett would have none of it.

“Now get yourself together! Get inspired! Pull yourself up by your own boot straps. We have a lot to do. Prepare the world for The Show”.

Again, grudgingly, the Doctor is reminded of their mission.

He smarted from Harriett’s reprimand, but he knew she was right. He could not let his gift of telepathy be wasted. It is a precious gift.

“I cannot ignore it.” He reminded himself.

“I know!” he stammered towards Harriett.

The providence of nature, the destiny of the biological Classes and Orders as well as all of humanity for that fact, depends on his due diligence. The Doctor suddenly realized one again that he was a key player in the events that would direct the future course of life on earth.