On Sunday morning, I was out back, enjoying a cup of coffee and hanging with Angel and The Girls.
When the ducks were babies, they used to peck at me...my ears, my feet, my hat, all over me. Very cute.
Sunday was no exception. Angel was pecking me on my back and eating my hair....then.......
HE MOUNTED ME!!!!! OMG! My Duck is trying to fock me!!!! YUCK! EW! SICK!
Well I can't go outside now. He is all over me. Guess I have been imprinted on him.
This is not good. No one wants to get focked by a duck. They have very long toe nails and the trust me, the hurt!!!
So one day, the big Wood Stork was poking around in the neighbors yard. I was amazed. Two days later - he is on my patio. I tried to feed him several things but he just did not grasp the concept. Here he is. Not a very pretty bird and so scared.