A bit ago I was sitting here in my chair working when I heard a loud shrill type of quacking noise. It wasn’t a “hi there how are you” quack. No, it was more of a startled “I need help” quack.
So I got up and walked outside to my small front porch and there just beyond my car was a duck.
I walked slowly toward it, talking to it in what I considered a “motherly” tone of voice. “Are you lost, little duck?”
It turned and started walking in the opposite direction. I figured it was headed to the swimming pool. And when I looked just beyond I saw another duck swimming there.
The duck didn’t appear to be afraid of me. These ducks are pretty tame.
I followed behind it until it caught sight of the pool again. And then it flew up and over the railing and into the pool with its friend.
I was surprised to see just two. Normally there are a lot more of them. I hear them quacking and flying over my roof a couple of times per day.
Going To Charlie’s Acupuncture Appointment:
Then I went to take Charlie to acupuncture. I started driving and the duck was right in front of me. I sat and waited until it meandered out of the way.
When I came back the duck was once again roaming around the parking lot. I walked behind it until it went back into the pool with its friend.
Am I going to become the duck herder?
If you don’t know the story of the ducks, here’s what I was told. Someone who lived here got the ducks long ago. But then they moved and left the ducks behind.
The ducks apparently consider this their home. So they fly here and there but always end up back here.
It drives maintenance crazy that they swim in the pool of course. But I don’t swim there so I like that they’ve found their happy place.