Not too long ago, I woke up one morning to a sound that I could only describe as some very frantic and angry popcorn popping. Utterly confused by the mysterious sound emanating from outside, I did not come to understand the source of the racket until I peered from a downstairs window. A brown bird (a grackle, to be more precise) was standing on our neighbor’s roof, boldly scolding a cat standing on our fence. The cat, who is known to patrol our fence-top from time to time, simply stared at the bird, seeming quite confused by the bird’s sudden rage. Continue reading The Baby Bird and Its Posse of Protectors
With Easter coming up, I thought I’d share with you all a memory that began on Easter Sunday many years ago. When I was a duckling, we were living in a townhouse for…a few months to a year. I can’t really remember. But what I do remember is that they had a really fun Easter egg hunt for all the little kids living there, duckling or otherwise. And this particular Easter egg hunt came with the potential for special prizes… Continue reading The Duck’s Greatest Easter Egg Hunt
Hope everyone’s doing well. Now that we’re several weeks into this COVID-19 thing, I can’t get over how quickly and unexpectedly life can change. One moment, our top goal in life is to find a new home so we can move out of our rental. The next, we’re discouraged from even leaving the house, let alone the whole state, and our top struggle is finding toilet paper rather than a new home. Continue reading Life Update: Empty Grocery Stores and Cuddly Kitties
I have a rather amusing situation to share with you guys that happened shortly after moving into our rental. Within the first week or so, we had become a bit nervous because, every evening, around the same time, there would be a loud bang on our front door. Never finding anyone there when we peeked through the window, we began setting up cameras around the house. Despite the extra security, we still felt pretty nervous. Continue reading The Case of the Collapsing Bed
Okay, so we’re currently living in a rental until we can figure out where we want to go for our permanent home. I’ve mentioned in the past that our rental is in really poor condition. Damaged light switches, lights that flicker on several moments later than they should, toilets that take forever to fill up, which I recently learned is a result of hard water clogging them up. Well, the toilets have proven to be the biggest cause of our woes, with the downstairs one being the worst. And last week, boy, did it outdo itself this time. Continue reading The Curious Case of the Crumbling Commode: A Cruddy Conundrum
I think it’s been a while since I last updated you guys about my two new kittens, Carmelita and Rosalina. One notable change is how much louder they are. Even as I type this, Rosalina is yelling at me even though lunch is 20 minutes away! Seriously, these are very talkative kitties. Carmelita still has a loud, normal meow, while Rosalina has a weird meow that sounds more like a duck quacking. Except it’s way louder and more frequent now. I find it hilarious that such an adorable kitty has such an ugly sounding meow! Continue reading Updates on Rosie, Carmelita…And I Guess Me, Too
Since the age of 7, the Duck has been moving from place to place, never able to maintain a home for more than a few years before inevitably picking up and moving on once more (including long-ways across the United States…twice). I was finally able to settle down in a single house for 12 years, and though it looked as if I might have finally found a home, there was cause to leave once again. The Duck doesn’t really cover serious topics in my life too often…we all have our own problems, so who wants to hear about mine? But on this occasion, I thought I’d update you, my dear readers, with what’s been going on. Continue reading We Recently Moved…And Why
Like most people, my everyday chores and whatnot are pretty uneventful. My last visit to the store to buy ice cream sundae supplies and chicken (items listed in order of importance) needs no elaboration, nor did anything exciting happen during my most recent trip to the post office. (Actually, a lady cut in line. It was weird.) As I peruse my dull and tiresome memories revolving around life’s daily duties, one memory springs to mind of a rather humorous trek through the bank drive-through (is it called that…when you talk to the bank teller from your car…or is that just the term given to fast food restaurants?) over ten years ago. Continue reading The Stressed Bank Teller
In the past, I discussed a creative writing class I took in high school where we were only allowed to write essays and creativity was, in fact, discouraged. Fortunately, I had a very different experience when I tried my hand at creative writing once more in college. Because this time, we were actually allowed to be creative with our work and spent every class writing fictional works rather than stuffy essays. Oh, and our teacher was great. I’ll be sure to recount his funniest story later. Continue reading Can I Be Creative Now?
Today, the Duck felt like recounting a memory that took place when I was in high school. Since middle school or even earlier, I had always liked writing stories. My stories from my ducklinghood were truly abysmal, to be honest, but that didn’t stop me from trying. And then, sometime in high school, I had the opportunity to take a creative writing class. Needless to say, I was really excited to finally learn how to become a better writer, but things did not go as expected. Continue reading Stop Being Creative!