I am enjoying my lunch today with a new friend. However, the conversation is not all it was quacked-up to be. Just saying. I am pondering that at the moment it is my emotional support duck. I hope the airline ticket counter attendant doesn't make me flush 'Dante, the Duck,' down the drain. 13Mar2108
Update: Too funny. Since I have not fed the duck anything, it is now sitting on my foot, starring me in the eye, and quacking up a storm - and I mean loudly. I wonder if I am in danger?
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