I Can Swim
It looks like I'm going to be all alone in the Killdeer compound from now on. All the other Killdeers fled to higher ground. The rising tide was too much for them. I couldn't leave. This has been my home base for too long. My fate might be akin to Harry R. Truman; nonetheless, for now I'm staying by the water. This winter has been wet, but not too cold. I think I'll be okay.