A crane and a pelican wade by the water’s edge.

“Have you seen Stork today?” asks Pelican, glancing up as he wets his beak in the stream.

“I haven’t seen him in days, Pelican!” replies Crane, “He’s been pretty tough to get hold of with the new job and all.” Crane changes legs.

“I’m happy for him and all,” says Pelican, “but I feel he thinks we’re not, you know, ‘his sort of birds’, any more. I get the impression he doesn’t want to hang out with us.”

“I wouldn’t worry Pelican. I think he’s just got a lot on his plate.” Crane stretches his neck and ruffles himself.

“Yeah maybe.”