Early this morning when I went porch side to have my coffee and cigarette in what I thought would be a peaceful moment - not! Good heavenly days, there is all these screaming sounds I am hearing coming from the direction of the pond. It is dark out, light snow falling, it is 4:40 a.m. I remove my scarf to receive sound on my good ear; yikers...I do not recognize the sound. The sounds, two of them - same animal - different sounds, like they are singing to each other. It is getting louder, I move closer to the door of the house in case I have to run inside and awake up the Noisemaker. Then, a great light bulb went off in my brain, it is the otters - Olivia and Oscar, the darlings. They were making music. They were communicating.
Now, I must teach them Prine! First song will be Paradise.
Oh yes, and 46 more wake ups until I hear Paradise - Oh John - tickled blue/pink/purple/orange - heck pick any color you want!
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