|Mike (in foreground) and Mrs Mike|
"Where art thou, oh Blissful Ignorance?" moans the Idiot.
Experience replies, "She has left town, and I know not where she has ventured."
"Bring her back! Send her an urgent letter, or better yet, a text demanding her rapid return."
"Nope. Can't do it. She left no forwarding address as to her whereabouts."
(Sob). "But all I wanted was just a couple ducks. Not a lot. Just a couple. You know, for Cute's sake."
"You leave me out of this!" retorts Cute. "You know good and well I can only last so long. Mine is a temporary assignment. When I'm gone, you're left with...well, you know how it goes."
(Sob, sob). "EXPERIENCE! I demand you do something about all these DUCKS!" cries the Idiot.
"Oh, stop your bellyaching".
Just this year: 29 hatched and counting. (Sob).
Moral of the story: Never let ducks go into a bar.
|Four hens left of the first six ducklings|
|Two hens and brood|
|The maiden voyage of the latest ducklings with two hens|
|Brooding hen #1|
|Brooding hen #2|
|"Hey! Get back in here and hatch out these last two eggs!"|