Osprey Tales

No doubt about it.

Congratulations Harriett!

“Oh no, not again……………..

 well, …………. you know …………I want to be sure.”

“If it feels good, do it!” Replied the Doctor.

Joe Buck hard at work.

“Not too bad,” thought Harriett.

The Doctor chuckled telepathically.

“Oh good grief! This will be the 3^rd mate I’ve had in 10 years. …………………………….Mortality rate of migration is high, but hey, look, I make it every year.

Have you seen this scrawny looking guy flying around my platform? Says his name is Joe Buck. Cocky little fella.

But, hey, okay……………. as long as he’s male enough to do the job.”

“Where is Mr. Raptor?” Thought the Doctor.

There was no reply, but the Doctor could sense Harriett’s concern.

…………and in the East………. dawn is breaking

North River waking……………… my dream come true…………

“Not again this year,” Harriett said flatly.

“I dive-bombed him twice and he flew off…………. Nonchalantly.”