Mister Bossy is back.
He was in our back yard last Friday morning.
He was scaring off all our other guests with his loud chatter and pushy ways.
I knew he wasn't behaving very kindly, but I just couldn't hold it against him.
And that's because I still remember how I felt the first time I saw him.
At the time, of course, I didn't know his name, or how bossy and ill-mannered he could be.
I only knew I thought he was absolutely gorgeous and I couldn't wait to be introduced.
They told me his name was Jay and that he was nothing special - quite common, actually.
But I've never believed them.
And he comes to visit me every year...
...so I guess he knows I think he's pretty wonderful.