Swamp Has A Story Part1

I really have no idea what to make of this.

In a previous posts, I wrote about Swamp the Swan, joining forces with a pair of Emblem Geese, to build a nest. The high water wiped out that nest and the geese rebuilt a nest under the back porch.
I transferred the 6 eggs to the incubator because the geese are a bit aggressive while guarding their nest, and Kopper refused to go out the back door.

Now the geese have laid more eggs and Swamp has joined them, helping to guard the nest and also sharing in the incubation duties. I have watched while Swamp carries in leaves and other nesting materials, and then takes a turn setting on the eggs. Last night the geese returned to the river, and Swamp took over the night shift.

I know many would say this is nothing more than simple animal instincts taking over. But if you allow yourself to imagine, maybe , just maybe, Swamp has feelings and a story. And the story might go something like the following.

A Swan was born on Eagleville Lake, and along with his brothers and sisters he enjoyed swimming on the lake with his parents following close behind, protecting them from any predators that would have them for lunch.

One day the little Swan ventured away from his parents and now was much to close to the swampy and dark shoreline. All of a sudden, a fox leaped out of the brush and grabbed the little Swan by the end of his wing. As the little Swan struggled to break free the fox bite down harder and bite off the end of the little Swan's wing. The little Swan swam for deeper water and the protection of his parents. But the little Swan had a serious injury that would affect the rest of his life.

At first the injury was hardly noticed. But as the little Swans grew, and they started to practice flapping their wings to prepare for their first flight, the little Swan would just go around in circles, and all the other Swans would laugh and make fun of the little swan's half wing. This always made the little Swan sad.

When the day came for a practice flight across the lake, the little Swan could only watch as all the other youngsters flapped their wings, became airborne and flew across the lake.

As the weather started to get colder all the swans, geese and ducks, prepared for their annual flight to open waters. The little Swan wondered what he would do?

It was a very cold Fall morning, and the little Swan's brothers, sisters, and parents lined up to take to the air. Once his family was airborne, his parents circled above waiting for the little Swan. Soon they could wait no more, and flew off and left little Swan all alone.

Everyday grew colder and the little Swan grew lonelier. He often wondered, what it would be like to have friends? Every night he was alone and scared. He thought about his family, and would welcome the other Swans laughing at him, if only he had a friend.

Part Two, coming soon.