Ducks, I used to like ducks, they are delicious.

So..... I've had the blog itch lately and I figured what better to do than update the family blog that hasn't had the cobwebs dusted off in over a year haha. The post that's inspired me to get the ol girl going again is entitled Ducks, I used to like ducks, they are delicious. What a strange title you might think until I tell you that Shalece in her infinite selflessness has volunteered to take care of three baby ducklings that the wildlife rehabber she works with couldn't handle.

Let me start out with my former feelings about ducks. When I thought about ducks I thought of something that was fun to shoot, delicious, and sometimes even pretty good looking. NOW, i can add:

• stinky, cuteness > smelliness, we'll dive into that later.


• loud, we are talking like air horn size to decibel volume levels.
• annoying, stinky + loud + messy = carrot top levels of annoying
• messy, like Augean stables messy, seriously Shal has had to clean their cages like 3 times in two days.
• and disease ridden, Bubonic, Septicemic, Pneumonic, and ducks. Watch out for them.

The first night we brought the ducks home they were up until 2am, you might ask "Tucker, how do you know how late the ducks were up?" Well that is because I stayed up with them, and not by choice. They were in our closet, and yes all of my clothes smell like a baby duck... and they do not smell as cute as they look. And while we are on the subject, The ugly duckling hit the nail right on the head. So just a recap, ducks are not cute and they smell worse than they look.