I visited the park with an intention: that I would see CD.
Again, no sign. I fed the Driveways, the Divas, the Fluffies, the Flyings, the Playgrounds and a big group of Feisties who irritated the Divas and the Fluffies. I saw the Brave Two and gave them food. And then I just stood there. Droopy was being braver than usual so I was handing out extra treats.
Then Three flew to the top of their favourite tree and called out. I knew, I just knew that he was called CD.
I waited. Minutes went by. I begged him to call again, but then, suddenly, there was CD - joining Three on the tree before flying down to me.
I sat with him for maybe twenty minutes.
He came very close.
We played the game with the pots. Each time he had his fill, he'd fly off to bury them before coming back for more.
And he talked to me a lot.
After a while, he just talked to me and dug up grubs. He was still interested in food but seemed more interested in just being around.
For the grubs, he looks carefully at a patch of ground, digs violently with his beak and pulls out something very white and wiggling. He leaves obvious holes.
I filmed him doing this - and at the end, well, it really felt like a goodbye for now. He flew off and this time, did not come back.
💙💚💛 Wonderful story telling!!!