The Lovely Miss Hissy
Seraphim's mate, Miss Hissy, came by for a visit. Swam right over to me, hissed like a snake and then came up to take the bread I was offering her. She is the mother of last year's three cygnets.
I have not yet seen Seraphim this season. I hope nothing bad has happened to him.
It was good to be admonished by Hissy. I missed her surly attitude.