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It began back on the morning of June 19, when Ed Damon looked out from his summer camp and saw a loon sitting at the end of his dock, just inches above rain-swollen McWain Pond. Damon moved closer . . . and closer . . . and finally was able to bend down and actually touch it. And much to his amazement, the bird didn't flinch.
"I thought it was hurt," said Ed. "When you can walk right up to a loon like that, you figure something ails it."
Ed went inside and told his wife, Beverly, to come see. Beverly took one look at the loon, as well as its mate having a fit nearby in the water. Then she recalled how for a week the pair had been cruising back and forth past the dock, as if looking for something.
"I think she might be laying an egg," Beverly said.
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