One morning recently I was watching a pair of bald eagles, one was perched in the top of a tree, the other one was fishing, then flew up an perched in the tree near the mate. And the two of them proceeded to talk with one another. Loudly, I was probably 500 feet away and I could easily hear them.
I wonder what they were saying to one another? Was it kind? Was it affection? Was it disappointment? Or anger? I wonder if they wish they could understand us?