It’s Springtime down at the reservoir and the coots are responding, as guided by nature. They are not normally particularly ‘showy’ birds but their courting and mating ritual is quite a lively affair (no pun intended!)
The first encounter: ‘Hello. Do you swim here often?’
Getting acquainted: ‘You’re a fine looking bird.’
An intruder arrives: ‘Go away! I saw her first. Scoot, Coot!’
Whoops! Hey, what’s going on?
‘OK! OK! Enough! I submit.’
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