The Quack Shack

Buh, good morning. Or good night. It's just past 3:30 am here. Couldn't sleep. Ran out of propane in the middle of a snow storm.

I'm starting to think the world has it out for me...
Again?! - Are you sure your dux aren't siphoning off the propane to heat their house?
 
The ducks have learned to climb my steps and knock at the door. The world is no longer safe...
I have not mentioned it, but steps? Who needs steps? - If i leave the door to the patio open, the ducknagers - who grew up on the patio - just fly in. And then make a tantrum because their brooder is gone and they want their cat-food reparation payment now!
 

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