Little Ducky Visits!

Here is your Friday a.m. story. I know, i know i have had some good stories this week but this, in my opinion, tops them!
So i am drying my hair this morning. Romeo is inside, Feile outside. I hear Romeo barking, like frightened/curious/he sees someone type of loud squeals. I turn off the hairdryer and go into the living room to see what the hell on earth he could have seen? I gasp, in shock...what do i see? A damn male mallard duck floating around in the swimming pool. The craziest shit i have ever seen! Now Feile is screaching louder than Romeo. I let him out. They surround the pool and probably deafen the poor ducky. I thought for sure one of them, if not both, were going to leap into that pool at any minute. I run as fast as i can into the bathroom and convince J i was not joking and get the f out of the shower to see this shit. So he does, soap and shampoo all over him. As soon as we are both standing in front of this duck, mesmerized, he flys off. Puggles scared the shit out of him. We never knew they were that fierce...
It was a chain reaction. You could soon hear every dog in the neighborhood join in. It was almost as if they were saying, "hell no, you sure ain't welcome in my pool either little ducky!"

Little while later i ask J where the hell did that duck come from? I have never seen such a thing in our neck of the woods. He says...well honey they just flew in from Arkansas!