I’ve always admired free spirits and those that march to the beat of a different drummer, but after recent bird encounters I am beginning to wonder if a bird whisperer is necessary for some of the free spirits soaring around. First, we have the neighborhood hawk who has decided to join the squirrels for part of the day under the bird feeder. Then we have the body surfing seagull who wants to spend his days riding the waves and a duck fascinated with making his own waves. The cormorants are being entertained by an egret that likes to show off her latest catch and another egret appears to think that the best spot to scratch her neck is high up in the trees.
While us free spirits respect the individuality of each other, something may have to be done because my free-spirited Yorkie, Gabby, is refusing to come out from behind the tree until someone deals with the hawk.