Hector and the returning Canadian |
And then yesterday, one of the Canadians returned. Alone, distressed, it squawked and paced as if trying to convey some important message to Hector in a foreign tongue. Hector attended to it, going wherever it went in a calm, measured fashion, trying to calm it down. Richard's unclear what sex the Canadian is, though he feels strongly that it's one of the offspring. Our imagined scenario is that the Canadian missed Hector and came back for him. But now here and realizing that Hector is unable to go with him/her, it has the dilemma of deciding whether or not to stay, instinctually pining for the safety and comfort of its flock. A pair of star-crossed lovers? Inseparable friends? A guide/teacher and loyal student? There's a rich story in the making. Well, it's been a rich story from the beginning. Of course, last night Hector tried to enter the pen again, this time with his friend, but the young domesticated gander, head low, neck stretched, strode out of the pen's door to make it clear that Hector and "the other" were not welcome in "the inn" that night.
To be continued.
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