You are all killing me!!! I love ducks - had a pet Rouen when I was a kid named Nibbles. He was the best pet. Followed us all over, chased the dogs, walked on us and snuggled. I was young and didn't know Rouens are too heavy to fly so I kept tossing him off stuff to help him out. Poor guy!! He did his best and didn't seem to hold it against me.
One evening when I went to put him away for the night I couldn't find him. We all knocked on doors to see if anyone had seen a duck. I am sure they thought we were crazy. When we had given up and I was sitting despondently on the front porch I heard him quacking away (he was always chattering). There he was strutting down the street telling everyone about his adventure!
I just adore runner ducks.... sigh...I gotta find me a farm! I have crammed all the farm into my suburban lot I think it can hold. I am confident that we are the only folks in the neighborhood with straw in the driveway!
I keep telling the kids that we are the normal ones, everyone else is just confused, but I think they are on to me....
Oh well - at least it isn't boring here! Okay, enough tired rambling.

I just adore runner ducks.... sigh...I gotta find me a farm! I have crammed all the farm into my suburban lot I think it can hold. I am confident that we are the only folks in the neighborhood with straw in the driveway!


