I have been keeping watch for Gizmo--I thought I saw a movement! Could it be!!!!!? I have been walking all around checking. I hope he is here, I miss him. It's getting kind of chilly. He will need corn. The ducks, young and old, have been following me to the corn pile. I am a still worried about corn. The leaves are getting a touch of color. I can smell wood smoke in the air and hear some chainsaws . . . Geee, I really hate them. How will the winter be? Oh, Gizmo--where are you?! My friend. I checked your hole this evening--no sign. I think I'll scoop up some corn in my beak and put it in your doorway. I will keep watch through the night.
Until next time . . .
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