Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Ducks on Ice

Not the Ducks, as in the UO footballers headed to the Rose Bowl again, but the ducks, as in quacking, feather-covered poop machines. They can't wait for me to break up the ice on their 'pond' in the mornings so they can go have some fun. You gotta figure that's mighty cold; you can see the chunks of ice behind the pool that I've just knocked out of that water. Doesn't seem to bother them at all, does it?




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