Duck!

I had a run in with some Ducks today out training, an incident that reminded me of a previous run in with the my web footed friends.

It would have been 3-4 weeks ago and I was coming off a decent on scenic drive and I see a bit of a kerfuffle in the road ahead, so I slow down to see whats going on. As I get closer I see what I am going to presume is a mother duck and with her were 7 or 8 ducklings crossing the road in an orderly fashion. So being the good and noble citizen that I am, I start flapping my right arm. This wasn't an attempt to impress them with my flight but to slow down the motorists coming down the hill so that we can avoid a calamity. Crisis averted as everyone crosses safely and everyone moves on with their day a little happier for seeing ducklings.

Today I had my second close call, well hardly a close call it would have been if they were geese cause those bastards can hurt....bad memories as a child! These 2 today, which I think were a man duck and a girl duck because they had different coloured plumage, were just strolling down the road with not a care in the world. I gave them a wide birth but they didn't even flinch, oblivious to be presence. These ducks today were tough, too tough to walk on the footpath or even the grass. Hey they were even too tough to fly, just walking down the road like they owned the place. In thinking of my earlier encounter, they were tough ducks too, they didn't wait for no ducks crossing sign they just manned up and went for a stroll.