It all started with a phone call this morning.
Okay, you know me better than that. I do have words. Two of them:"Ma'am, your package is here."
THE package. The package that my husband claimed would be a good science lesson in conservation.
Wait a minute, I thought conservation was about planting new trees 'n stuff.
Seriously, ya'll.
I have no words.
I lost.
I really thought that last year's duck-capade was a one time deal. I was sure I had sealed the deal with the whole bunny thing.
Silly me.
Last year was just the beginning. Apparently.
Did you know you could order ducks through the mail? Evidently there is a whole catalog of fowl that can be dropped at your doorstep. We now own that catalog.
The speckled ones are flying Mallards whatever that means, and supposedly they will fly away when they mature. Supposedly. The fawn-colored ones (Blue Runners) are not ours. We are babysitting for some friends who split an order like french fries with us.
Don't get me wrong, they're adorable and sweet as they can be. I'm just adjusting to being a new mama again. I think I know a smidgen of how CPQ felt when she found out she was having triplets. Just a smidgen.
How are the other animals on the NEM farm?
How are the other animals on the NEM farm?
Luna's growing by leaps and bounds.
I mean, she has the penthouse suite.
Hope she's not jealous of the 13 little feathered friends that just joined her in the garage.
I mean, she has the penthouse suite.
Hope she's not jealous of the 13 little feathered friends that just joined her in the garage.
Oh did I say 13? Why yes, yes I did. The catalog people sent us an extra bird by mistake (either that or for insurance that we would receive 12 live birds). Is the extra guy one of the ones we are babysitting? Of course not.
We haven't decided on names yet. We each get to choose one name. I threatened to name mine Isaidno, but then my hubby would have to name his Iwon.
Have any good name suggestions?