my father in law was raising three ducks, my mother in law ran one over and broke it's neck. My father in law refused, no matter how much we protested, to put it out of it's misery. It walked around for about a year with it's neck bent at about a 45 degree angle. Today that one is still around while the other two were eatin.
:( Poor duckies.. I don't know how anyone could raise an animal and then kill it and eat it.. just beyond my realk of understanding.
they were being raised for pets, animals killed the two not him.
but eating and raising animals is what i know, grew up on a farm and i work for the government with farmers
haha we had a goat called Lunch once.
At Christmas, Lunch was served for lunch.
That's really sad.
Beyond my ability to comprehend.
2005-05-09 06:08 pm (UTC)
A second lame duck story. A lame lame duck story? You decide.
My friends and I were at a park across the street from one of their homes shortly after Easter and we spotted two young ducks in the lake. This was normal. One's leg was bent up to the side, almost upside down. That was not normal. So we caught them with a laundry basket and took them to the house. The crippled duck's condition got worse over a month or two to where both of its legs were turned upwards. Animal shelters and humane societies would have nothing to do with it so the family took care of it for about 3 months. It was only three months because one of the times they had started the water going in the tub (which was its home) to give it a shallow pool to play in so it could pretend it was a normal duck, they forgot to turn the water off.
And contrary to the peasants in Monty Python's Holy Grail, ducks don't actually float.
So it drowned because it was both a sitting duck and a lame duck.
2005-05-09 06:22 pm (UTC)
Re: A second lame duck story. A lame lame duck story? You decide.
That's terrible. :( I didn't want to hear about all these ducks dying.. that's not why I posted it.
The thunder was ominous-sounding, much like the sound of a thin sheet of metal being shaken backstage during the storm scene in a play.
Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.
"Her date was pleasant enough, but she knew that if her life was a movie, this guy would be buried in the credits as something like Second Tall Man."
The politician was gone but unnoticed, like the period after the Dr. on a Dr Pepper can.
Hey, I was gonna post these later on. :P
You just make it harder for me to stick around.
Meaning I might have to quit Randomposting earlier then I would have if you had not done that.
Way to go.
You wouldn't really leave... Would you??? =(
Well, I mean, if I run out of material.. it has to be varied and what not.
How can you run out of random material? That dosen't make much sense to me.
;) Well.. of I want to keep it varied...
2005-05-09 09:06 pm (UTC)
And now for something completely unrelated
Did your son do anything nice for mother's day? Or is he not old enough yet, that ungrateful little... I mean... or is he not old enough yet?
2005-05-09 10:36 pm (UTC)
Re: And now for something completely unrelated
LOL. He cuddled with me, I woke up to him cuddling with me, so that was sweet, but his Grandpa got me a card on his behalf. ;)
I had a duck once, I got it for easter, I called him garth. He lived for about 5 years, he was white white white and about 4 feet tall. One day I went to feed him and he was gone, about a year later i found a ton of bones.
Oh sad. :( You think a cat or dog got him?
nope, after he died there was no trace of him at all, no feathers, no blood, no signs of struggle. Just an appearance of bones a year later. I think those aliens I was talking about him too him, bastards.
It is possible. Very strange. Bet you were so sad. *hugs*
i TOTALLY had ducks! i had four of them when i lived out in the middle of nowhere, it was kickass. we also had 7 geese...and a bunch of chickens. god i miss that...but i dont miss it taking half an hour to get to the nearest safeway, when now i can walk to one.
That's very cool. ;) I never lived in the REAL country.. more like mid between rural and suburbia when I wasn't in the city, or in suburbia.
Bill's friend Brando has a black Madagascar diving duck. It likes to sleep on one foot and watch TV.
If it WAS a landmine then that is one damn lucky, lame duck.
I was thinking the saaame thing.