https://penguinhospital.wordpress.com/2015/10/12/xxx/The very best thing about penguins is watching them come and go.
In the evening, several penguins arrive at once. They have had a long day of fishing, and they glide in on the surf and stand up out of the water in the setting sun. Their white bellies glow like pearls. I imagine them swimming home on the sea highway from their office on the sea floor and now that they’ve arrived, there’s a bit of preening on the beach, some conversation, and a leisurely stroll up the hill to their nests.
In the morning, it is all rush rush rush. They are hungry. They run down to the beach in groups and with a great sense of purpose dive into the water one after the other…except for Henry.
Henry hesitates. Henry puts one toe in the water and looks back at the beach to see if anyone else is coming. Henry, it seems, is not that fond of the ocean and he steps aside as penguins hop past him and dive into the waves. Then he turns himself around and with his back to the ocean and his head down, he finds his way off the rocks and walks back up to the reserve.
We are worried about Henry. He’s a juvenile but he’s not behaving like a fully fledged penguin. He is not overly thin yet, so he must be fishing for food at some point during the day, but it is odd to see a penguin turn away from the sea in the morning.
It’s a mystery. But Henry, we have our eye on you… and we will give you one more stay in the hospital if you get too thin, but that will be your last chance. From that point on, it will be swim, or sink…