It's Friday night and I'm watching the Canucks cream the Jets and wishing the boys could've played this good the last five billion games and thinking about how much the game of hockey reminds me of the crows.
It's all connected.
The flying, the fighting, the teamwork.
The mad scrambling over one little black kibble.
Look how Bo has his eye on the puck.
I named him after Bo Horvat. Betchu didn't know that.
Who??
The Canucks Captain.
So.
The weird, witchy crow whisperer up and names her first crow friend after the captain of her favorite hockey team.
There goes all the mystery.
Hope we can still be friends.
This is my entry for the #monomad challenge, held daily in the Black and White Community and a @coloneljethro #fridayfreewrite.
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