Showing posts with label ducks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ducks. Show all posts

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Make way for ducklings, version 2.0.

So, the nicest thing happened as I was driving home yesterday. I was but two minutes away from our house, nodding along to Dire Straits’ “Twisting by the Pool,” when I noticed that the car in the opposite lane had stopped. It’s never exactly a busy street, and I thought I was hallucinating when I saw a peacock trailing her tail as she calmly walked across the road.

Okay, I wasn’t hallucinating, but those damn adorable baby ducks were in such a perfect formation, they looked just like their mama’s tail. You know, if she were a peacock (‘scuse me, peahen) instead of a duck.

The driver behind me stopped as well, and we all watched Mama Duck and her brood waddle safely onto the sidewalk. There’s a pond over there, which explains their perambulation. You may recall that I scolded an earlier Mama Duck for not detouring out to the ‘burbs so I could snuggle her babies. The effort put forth by this Mama Duck to make up for her shortcomings is much appreciated.

I didn’t have time to get a picture, but trust me, their cuteness was the pick-me-up I needed. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to Cute Overload for my baby animal fix.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Make way for ducklings, hon!

Jesus Christ, Mama Duck. Not only do you have to be obscenely cute with your adorable brood waddling after you, stopping traffic every which way, but you gotta blatantly rip off Make Way for Ducklings while you do it! I know you’re a Baltimore duck, and we’re used to being the bastard stepchild of the East Coast, but show some originality, sister.


And please stop by my house so I can snuggle a fuzzy duck baby’s head.

Photos by Daveed Korup, courtesy of The Baltimore Sun.