duck movies

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My favorite Ducks ever!

Patty and Alan are free in the front yard and they are happier than ever. I put the dogs out and then let the ducks into the dog yard to play in the pool. They are adorable. A special prize to whoever can figure out the brand of ducks they are though. I can't find a picture that has that little tuft. Here are the pictures

Duck, Duck, Duck...

I have ducks! i haven't updated you, because I hadn't seen them in a while and thought perhaps there was a chance they were 'sleeping with the fishes'. I don't really know for how long they will stay with me, but I have em!! the gypsies came up today and said they couldn't catch their ducks and they were pulling out of the campground... so I caught them. Well, technically, it took 3 people about an hour to catch them. They are not biters. Right now Patty and Alan are relaxing in a dog crate with water, grass and bread. I know it's not right to keep them in there for long. But technically I'm not supposed to have them in the city limits at all. If we take them to Brown's Park, they may be run off. If we take them to a farm pond, they may not eat, because they seem a little domesticated. Even though it took a little while to catch them, they didn't fly or bite. Could they protect themselves from coyotes... or bigger ducks?

Ducks, Gypsies and rotting bread products?

So I've had gypsies in the park for several weeks now - most of them have pulled out, but a couple remain. Yesterday afternoon I was mowing near the gypsies and noticed a box of garbage near their site and thought "ugh! so annoying." When I was ready to take a load of other crap of theirs to the dumpster, I rode past to pick up the box... that was full of hay. That's when I noticed the livestock tied to the site fence. A full site away from any gypsies there are 2 ducks tied to a sign post. Half of me was delighted by finding some free ducks (DUCKS!) and the other half was disappointed in the treatment of these animals (oddly, my third half just felt sleepy).

Assuming this livestock belongs to the gypsies that used to be parked near - but not in this spot, I knocked on a couple of trailer doors. They weren't answered and I wasn't surprised - for one, gypsies rarely answer the door, because they assume you want to collect rent. Also, only three cars were parked in the area. For them to be home, there would have to be three cars AND two trucks. A local lady who parks in the campground saw me and I waved her over and asked her if she knew anything about ducks. Conversation ensues:

Setting:
Site 64, Covered Wagon RV Park, Abilene, KS, USA

Players:
Cassie, an awkward girl
Mrs. K, nice lady with good intentions where animals are concerned
Mr. K, nice man with similar good intentions
Gypsy Man (no description necessary)
Gypsy Woman (no description necessary)
Patty and Alan Orange, ducks at large

Cassie: Do you know anything about ducks? (Nervous and slightly giddy laugh)
Mrs. K: Ducks?
Cassie: There are ducks here! I think they may be abandoned. I've knocked on doors, but no one's home to claim them. And no one asked me if they could tie their ducks up here.
Mrs. K: Oh, they look hungry! Do you have a cracker?
Cassie: Not on me.
Mrs. K: I hope they don't eat them!
Cassie: I wouldn't put it past them... (shrugs)

(Mr. K enters, Campground west)

Cassie: I think somebody left me some ducks?
Mr. K: Whose are they?
Cassie: I'm not sure... no one is home to claim them.
Patty and Alan: Quack.
Mr. K: Well - if there are still here tomorrow, let me know and I will take them to my friends' pond, but I don't want anyone to shoot me while I'm taking these ducks.
Cassie: Ok... sounds like a plan. (Her heart is breaking a little, because she already luvs Alan and Patty.)

Intermission - during this time, Cassie calls her mother (who also laughs hysterically about the ducks), gathers her camera and old hot dog buns.

Later in the same setting with Gypsy Man:
Cassie: Do you know anything about these ducks?
Gypsy Man: Hey, Gypsy Woman, she wants to know about those ducks!
Gyspy Woman: Oh, those are the boy's ducks!
Cassie to herself: The same boy that can't be expected to be the least bit responsible for his inanimate possessions. Genius.
Gypsy Man: Why, do you want them?
Cassie: (YESYESYES! Do you have any goats?!) Well, I can find them a good home.
Gypsy Man: Well, we might just leave them with you.
Cassie: Well let me know if that's what you decide to do - either way can you move them next to your camper so people will know they were not just abandoned?
Gypsy Man: Sure!
Cassie: Thanks. Well, can I give 'em some bread?
Gypsy Man: You are so sweet honey, anytime!

Now I don't yet have possession of Patty or Alan, but if and when that happens I'll let you know!

Tons of pictures

I have a ton of pictures to share... that's what this will be about - the next blog will be a funny story involving ducks, Gypsies and rotted hot dog buns!

Lately I've been sick, but before I got ill, I was able to get out and take some pictures... and here they are.

One of these cows is not like the others. More than anything I wanted all 4 of them to look at me at once but they refused. Bitches.



Beppo tree-d me... isn't this a cool tree? This is an old, hollow tree where we take the dogs swimming... it was a little scary climbing up there because it really IS hollow and also a little scary because there are giant raccoon...remnants.... yeah, remnants.



Speaking of swimming, we went back to the pond... Baby went a little deeper, but is still unsure of actually swimming. Beppo, on the other hand, was full tilt. I heard that King just learned how to swim - I see a play date, Mike and Tara! (Happy birthday, by the way!)


This is what it looks like when the entire state of Kansas turns it's back on you


Nothing clever to say about this


This art piece is titled "Return to Sender"


And lastly... before the ducks and such, at least, is the kittens. The black mama cat came back to the garage and had some mo' babies. Slut. All of the kittens (5) are adorable and mostly black or totally black, but one is siamese looking. I have named him Mozzarella. If it's a boy - Motts. If it's a girl - Ella. Purrrfect.

I was finally a cowboy!!

Well, I have once again falling behind on my blogging. The good news (or bad?) is that I'm falling a little behind on other things too, so don't feel like you are being neglected alone.

A couple of weekends ago, Old Abilene Town celebrated National Cowboy Appreciation Day. And I DO so appreciate a good cowboy. Basically what it was was a little showcase for Old Abilene Town, and we had a few little things like a stage coach ride and stuff. Here's a few fun pictures.




These pictures are of the same day - but not the Cowboy thing - one of them is of a real horse's ass, tho...




I didn't actually wear a cowboy hat... but I have recently shopped for chaps! I'm not actually going to buy any because I don't have a horse. And I'm not quite that flashy. The fair was in town (not the circus - no elephants), but the rodeo and derby and stuff. We had the big parade on Thursday which I did not ride in, but did participate in the drinking and watching aspects of parading. Some would say those are the most important parts of parading. I mean, if we didn't have people watching, all those people in the parading would just be really annoying drivers who litter.

Prior to this line, this blog was just waiting on pictures...I was too lazy. But then today we (Me, Tommy, and his kids, Kyler and Slayde) took Beppo and Baby to a pond and Beppo surprisingly swam! At first we were just going to take Baby, but I was talked into draggin Beppo along and she actually played in the water more than Baby! I forgot my camera but had my new phone (which reminds me if you want me to have your number, text or call me - I can't even get to the contacts on my old phone). so here are the best pictures I was able to get:



Beppo shaking off :)



It definitely made my day!