You’re not able to see it from here, but the dove on the left has only one leg. Therefore, we call him Long John Silver. Though we are concerned the way he is continually knocked over during a feeding frenzy, it was not for us to interfere in the grand scheme of things. We accept the fact that he will probably never win a mate. But we are mistaken.
Early one evening the excited voices of two birds catch our attention. Mating season has arrived and he has found someone willing to overlook his handicap.
\While we watch, Long John Silver lands beside her with a twig clenched in his beak. No doubt they are discussing its use in nest-building.
Time is of the essence, and they soon depart. There is work to do.
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Loved reading that (and such a pretty blog)!
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Neat story.
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Thank you very much.
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Great story Scott! I loved it!
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Thank you so much.
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I have a photo of a painting done by my artist cousin. I have permission to use it for our Flash Fiction Challenge(s). If you are interested, how do I get it to you?
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send it to mepricelessjoy@gmail.com. I have already chosen the prompt photo for this week, but I can use it in a future flash fiction challenge if that is okay.
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If that is a problem, I can delete my template for my FFfAW challenge post and make a new one.
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Scott, is it okay if I wait until next week to use it? I already have my post prepared and photo selected for tomorrow night.
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You bet. No hurry here.
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Thanks!
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Oh, good old Long John Silver. I just imagined a pigeon with a wooden leg, dragging it along Trafalgar Square as it makes that creepy screechy sound which causes hair stand on end. I think L.J.S. had a cratch, though, not a wooden leg. I might be confusing him with someone else.
In any case, this is my long winded way of saying I liked this story!
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Thank you for liking the story. I saw no parrot on Long John Silver’s shoulder. I’ll have to look again.
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Nice story. Even birds with a handicap can have a happy and satisfying life. Handicap does not define who you really are….It’s the person (or bird in this case) inside that’s important.
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Absolutely. But that fact is often overlooked.
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Fantastic. I really liked this
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Thank you. It makes my day when someone else likes what I write.
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Thank you very much.
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Aww! Sweet story and I like that it’s told from the perspective of whomever watches the birds.
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Thank you so much.
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What a lovely story.
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