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Duck Pen Expansion and Flapper Stalks Riley
(August 3, 2005)

Hey mom!? What're you building?

 

Well, Flapper. I'm glad you asked. I'm just starting to build a 12ft x 4ft extension onto your ducky pen,
so your ducklings have a space of their own when they return home soon on August 20th.

 

"WHAT? What kids? OUR kids?"

 

Yes, Flapper. Kozmo Kirby, Miss Murphy and Bingo Baloo are coming home.
This is the spot for their new pen.

 

 

"Did you hear that, Georgie? The kids are coming home!"

 

"I'd better rest while I can then."

 

"Oh boy! More ducks! That means..."

 

"... more duck poo for me to eat!"

 

"That is so gross."

 

"Mmm mmm good."

 

Riley Roo. You have to stop eating duck poo or I'll make you go in the house.

 

Uh oh, Riley. Be careful. You're getting too close to the ducky pen.

 

Flapper is very protective of his ducky pen.

 

Oh no! Look out, Riley! Flapper is coming after you!

 

"You are in violation of duck pen space! Are you questioning my authority?
Cease and dis... dis... go away at once!"

 

Run Riley, Run!

 

Aww Riley. You got bit on the tail. Poor pup. Are you okay?
"It had to be done. I did it and I'll do it again. The perimeter must be kept secure."

 

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IN OTHER NEWS

What do you do with eggs when you don't want any more ducklings?

 

You make breakfast.

 

After suckering all my nearby neighbors into trying the duck eggs first,
they reported back that they were indeed tasty, so I gave them a try myself.

 

The yokes are big and the eggs are too, but otherwise they make some great-tasting scrambled eggs,
once you get past the fact that you know the duck egg-layer personally. Or duckally.

 

Suburban farm fresh duck eggs. Mmm mmm. Want some?

 

 


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