Ducks

Very recently, I posted about our next door neighbors. Well, last night, the phone rang, and a story too funny not to tell began.

In the subdivision where we live, there was a grouping of ducks, maybe 10 or so, that lived in the water retention pond near our house. The ducks are well known to the kids. They are fed by probably every kid under the age of 5 in the whole subdivision. The ducks are certainly not hungry.

In the spring, our neighbors (the ones from the cultural event of the year) began collecting what appeared to be duck eggs. They looked it up on the internet and constructed an incubator for duck eggs and proceeded to hatch and release back to the "wild" 20 more ducks. They feel a great deal of "ownership" with respect to the ducks. They buy duck feed (I guess from a feedstore) and feed them nutritious food perfectly formulated for a ducks diet. (I guess the whole wheat stale bread and popcorn that everyone else feeds them isn't good enough. PS - Ducks don't like pancakes and I know this because, well, you get the picture)

The weekend of the cultural event of the year, yes, I am sad to report, one duck didn't make it. The duck lost his battle with an automobile. People tend to drive a little fast. Apparently the smart duck food didn't work for this duck.

Last night Chad was putting Cutter to bed and his cell phone rang. I hopped up to see who it was, thinking it was one of his brothers or someone like that. It was KK, our neighbor. I thought about not answering, but I know her and if she wants something from Chad, she will keep on until she gets it - calling our home number, my cell phone, etc. until someone, anyone answers. So I answered it.

"Hello?"
"Chad?"
"No, this is Melody."
"I need Chad."
"He is putting Cutter to bed right now."
"Well, I need him as soon as possible."
"Is there something wrong?"
"Yes."
"Ummm... Can I help?"
"I have to have wood and I know you have wood in your garage."
Okay lady. Just go take what you want.
"Well, Chad is busy right now. I will have him call you when he is finished."
"So can I have the wood?"
"I don't know. He has been working on the deer blind and has been using the wood we have in the garage. I don't know what he has left."
"Well its still in the garage. I can see it."
"Okay. Well, I'll have Chad call you. Why do you need wood?" I don't know if she'll tell me, but what they heck, she is already digging in our garage...
"We have to make signs."
"Signs? What signs do we need out here?" I am intrigued.
"Duck Crossing. Did you know that last weekend there were 2 ducks killed?"
"No. I didn't know that." I only knew about the one...
"I will have Chad call you."

After relaying my conversation to Chad. He laughs. This ought to be a good one.

Apparently KK, after the wedding, found both ducks and buried them in her back yard. She is very upset about these duck MURDERS. Something must be done about it... Chad explained that real signs could be purchased off the internet, if that was what she wanted. Her reply...

"Since the wedding, we don't have any cash."

Will post a picture of the signs as soon as they are completed!