A Duck Story
When Squeaky was sick we took her to Burge Bird Services. Dr. Julie Burge and her nurse took good care of Squeaky the Duck. Dr. Burge runs a veterinary … Continue reading →
Cleaver duck communicates with quacks that sound like morris code. I have learned her language and she has learned mine. I say, “Come.” and she follows. I say, “No.” … Continue reading →
Then Squeaky the Duck grew as big as your head and far too big to hide under the bed. Bigger and bigger and whiter he grew. And Squeaky’s new hairdo … Continue reading →
To see her egg first thing in the morning makes me smile and delights my rumbling tummy. A gift for me, from Squeaky the Duck. Each day a new egg, … Continue reading →
The sun has been out, and the neighbors are once again taking walks. Squeaky was spotted by a couple of little girls, “Squeaky’s back!” The two little girls didn’t … Continue reading →
The Winter Olympics have been entertaining us for days. Yeah, the Jamaican Bobsleders made the Olympics. The came in 30 out of 30. Oh well, the Bobsled Song was a … Continue reading →
The snow is melting, melting, melting. The cold, wicked, ice slowly melting away. Good-bye snow.
Squeaky likes the snow.
TJ never held a duck before. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to. TJ looked at Squeaky. Squeaky was like a baby in his arms. Nothing to it. The … Continue reading →
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