This is the male duck that, along with his lady friend, made our pool his home this spring. We haven't seen him in weeks, but she's out there everyday. And she seems sad. I feel bad for her, but not bad enough to keep me from siccing the Maggot on her.
Yesterday, after we chased her away when we woke up, she was sitting in the neighbors front yard, staring at me as I pulled out. Just waiting for us to go to work.
Ducks are so crafty.
Who knew?
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