I alerted to the human stranger at the bird boxes.
My Human called me back. I hesitated to return.
I really didn’t trust this stranger. But back I came.
His boat was on the point.
When he finished he loaded up his boat and left.
You see, I live in a wild life preserve and hunting is forbidden. Nesting boxes are cleaned and readied for the pairs to raise a new brood in the spring.
Y’all come back now!