Only one problem. Les gave Todd and Steve their decoys back, but he kept me. Finders-keepers I guess. Now I"m alone. Again!
I"ve been sitting on a shelf in Les" living room for about six months now. I am inside out of the elements and I can see out the window, but Les is gone an awful lot and it"s boring sitting here alone.
Everyone who stops by to visit Les sure admires me. I guess I really am pretty special. If they only knew. Les tells them the story about finding me in the roots of the Cottonwood tree and then they speculate about how I got there and where I came from. I wish they could hear me. I could really tell them a tale. Don"t you think?
Todd and Steve stop by every so often just to chew the fat. They were here the other night talking about fall being in the air and that they
