Either the rain washed Frankie up, or he brought it, but we've got both right now...two answered prayers in one morning!
First I heard the rain. It has to rain hard to be heard in our house, despite what they say about metal roofs. Then I spotted Frankie in the window! I hurried out and sprinkled bird seed on the ledge. He was chattering away in between mouthfuls, full of news about something.
I was just glad to see him. It had been so long, I feared the worst, even though I wouldn't let the thought surface very long.
I have to remember he's a gypsy guinea, and gypsies don't stay in one spot too long, just like the rain these days. They may both be just a memory again soon, but I'll enjoy them while they're here...
