Up in the maple tree a mourning dove sat. He watched all the birds in the yard. He had never tried suet and wasn't sure he'd like it. Finally, he flew over and took a bite of the treat. Then he said, "Cooo. Cooo. Cooo." It sounded like thank you to Aunt Cindy. But she said, "Oh no, don't thank me. Thank Hunter and Olivia, yes indeed!"