My mind's eye composed the following story of a small heron called Little Boy Blue. His white heron friend Cab was praised by his elders for doing a fine work--he gave lifetime service to a turtle named Quasi.
Cab was even called a 24-hour Superman! But Little Boy Blue--what could he do?
The time he saw the human June at Far End, he got excited and oops lost it, and he got Coffee the crow really mad at him. He was lucky; he almost made June his latrine. But he really didn't mean it.
When June seemed to forget about the incident and wanted to get a picture of him close at Deeper Pond, it seemed fish kept showing up at the side, so Little Boy Blue kept bending down and showing his rump to June's camera, but he wasn't trying to be rude.
After June was gone for a while and presumed dead, she came back to the park, and everyone was happy, even Koree the Cormorant came to see her from the river. But when Little Boy Blue thought one of those visits was finished for the day and perched atop the tree, Koree came back and called him a thief for stealing his spot!
"Thief? Aaack! Graaack" How was he supposed to know?!
Craaack!
"Ltlbb,wtknyd..." Oh, that's "Little Boy Blue, what can you do?!" But he had to keep his beaks closed for a while.