Dale Tyler and Norma Jean

Dale Tyler and Norma Jean were turtledoves. When I saw them it had just been raining, but now the sun was out. They were on a high voltage power line fooling around. They had just been to the beach and over to the bread crumb shop and were feeling ‘fat and happy.’
They spoke Canadian.
Dale Tyler would side step over to Norma Jean and peck her cheek, and when he did she would fly off a short bit and land next to him in his right. Norma Jean would then side step over to Dale Tyler and peck him on the cheek and when she did he would fly up and over and land on her right. They did this three or four more times and then turned and faced the other way and did it a couple more times.
Then they just sat there: side by side.
Norma Jean dipped her head a little and Dale Tyler gazed into her eyes.
“What if there weren’t any cats and bread crumbs fell from the sky even when there were no naked apes around?” Norma Jean asked.
“I wouldn’t be any happier than I am here with you right now,” Dale Tyler said without the slightest hesitation.
“Oh, you!” Norma Jean said and flew off just fast enough so that Dale Tyler would have to catch her. She flew down to a puddle and they both splashed around.
They laughed and laughed.
“What if I were the last turtle dove on earth?” Dale Tyler said.
“Then I’d be your lover ‘till I died.” Norma Jean said shaking her tail feathers at him. He smiled broadly. Her tail feathers really turned him on.
“Let’s go get beers,” Dale Tyler said.
“Where?”
“Over at Alioto’s”
She flew off in that direction for all reply and he flew after.
Victoria in the summer time is a fine place to be a turtledove.