Well, the duck actually. About an hour ago, I had the bright idea to go for a late-night swim. So, I took the duck outside with me 'cause otherwise, he'd panic. Then, I thought, "Well, why not let the duck enjoy himself as well?"
Oh my gosh, it was so much fun! Just like when he follows me around the yard, he followed me around the pool too. And let me tell you, he did NOT like it when I went underwater.
I think Trouble and I are going to have to do more swimming in the future. =D
Friday, June 12, 2009
swimming with the fishes
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Wait, you have a duck?
That's awesome! I had a friend in Jr High who had a pet duck name Barney, as a kid. But it was a sad story because Barney was a good friend until he got to be an old duck, then he got mean.
Aw, I hate when that happens. When I was little we had two little white ducks, who used to chase random people and bite their ankles. I found out a couple weeks ago that one of my neighbors is afraid of ducks for that very reason. :P
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