Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Save Me!



I'll bet you didn't know that I speak duckling. I'm fluent enough to know that "Save me!" is what the ducklings are peeping every time that James gets near them.

There were only two ducklings left inside the house, and James was one of their biggest fans. I guess it's a pretty big thrill for a 3-year-old to be able to reach out and pick up a duckling whenever he wants to. Of course, he always went for the littlest one too (much to the bigger and somewhat protective duckling's chagrin).

Well, yesterday the violence escalated. Picking up the terrified duckling wasn't enough anymore. I saw the little stinker throw the smallest duckling against the wall of it's tote. Time to put the ducklings in the cage outside - for their own safety. I'm sure they'd rather be cold than tortured.

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