KING ARTHUR’s PERSPECTIVE
It is a beautiful day at T-Bone’s Place. The sun is shining, and the temps are moderate; the wind is mild and crisp. The hurricane had spared this place, and all are pleased. Arthur is a Pileated Woodpecker and is out for his breakfast. He is a very proud bird and commands respect from his peers. His neighbors are an assortment of feathered fowl and other creatures. There has always been a sound relationship between Arthur and his cohorts; we will just refer to his peers as he does, friends. Arthur hasn’t allowed himself to indulge in the areas of fraternizing, for he feels he has other responsibilities to his friends. Arthur hasn’t become familiar enough with his inner-self to realize the paternal love he shares with his friends. It seems to be an unspoken thing, and his friends understand this. Arthur may be a large bird, but the other creatures don’t fear him. They view Arthur as someone that brings peace and safety to their lives.
Arthur, as I was saying, is out for breakfast, climbing around in a large pine tree and digging bugs from under the tree bark. He always begins his day with a pine tree, for the loose bark and soft wood make it easy to forage. He is finding it hard to stay focused, due to a sparkle coming from Sugar, the Old Sweet Gum Tree. Was the sparkle a water droplet catching the sun? Arthur used his critical thinking skills and ruled that out. He finally decided that if he was going to get a decent meal, he was going to have to get a closer look at Sugar today.
Upon landing in the old tree, he didn’t see anything suspish. He made his way around the target area with no ‘finds’. After a few moments, he lost interest when he heard a movement from under the tree’s bark! So, like any woodpecker, he went to work banging his beak into that tree. Soon, he found a nice juicy beetle to consume. No sooner than he got the beetle in his beak than he heard a small voice, “Sir, why do you bang your head on trees?”
Arthur was startled to see something he had never seen before. He stood still for a moment before moving toward this object. The thing looked kind of like the creatures that come and go from the structure nearby, but they didn’t sport wings, and this thing did. It looked skinny, maybe undernourished. Upon observing this, he moved near it, and regurgitated the beetle, he had consumed and offered it to the skinny thing. The thing looked at the offering and regurgitated also. Arthur, with no formal home training, took this action as an invitation to dine together. He got a mouthful of her puke, and she regurgitated again! He knew then that he liked her.