Day 1044 | Mr. + Mrs. Quackers

Remember when this duck came to visit? Well, it's been a bit over a week and we've seen her almost every day. It's been a dream come true. The problem? They seem to have claimed this area around the block from us as their "home".  

I think it's a bad idea. They've mistakenly accepted this gross cigarette butt-ridden puddle as a pond and hang out there nearly all the time. I don't get it. Our backyard seems like it would be close enough to the water to meet their needs *and* they wouldn't have to deal with trucks parking in their "pond" all the time. 

Can you tell I'm a little worked up about this?!? As upset as I am about giving up on my dream of a pet duck, I'm also worried about those little ducklings that are inevitably joining the world soon (the lady duck has already started molting!). What's going to happen when that "pond" dries up?

Why do I see the boys and I delivering buckets of water to the edge of that sidewalk in our future?