I’ve been out of town and before I left I had been working pretty diligently on a project. Working this hard and intently too takes me away from a few birds of prey (11 to be exact) that I hold very dear to my heart. Well, here it is a few days after I’ve returned from being gone and couldn’t wait to get out and see these guys. I went running to each mew and said my individual greeting that I do to each one to make sure they know it is me. Then I saw my dear Willy…..
at the same time. All of a sudden another one jumped from behind the other pile of weeds. Willy must have jumped a mile high! She wapped me right in the head with one of her wings and she began hopping about is if not knowing what to do. I started laughing and telling her it was alright while trying to focus on not licking my lips because her wing feathers brushed right across my lips. I all of a sudden had this urge to lick my lips and couldn’t get it out of my head. Why does that always happen?
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