I thought that maybe if I blogged about something summerish, I could virtually escape the winter cold and feel warm again. Well, every spring the ducks decide to come and have their families under my bushes. For years I have named the pairs, Harold & Maude, Harry & Sally, Bonnie & Clyde, and it seems like they come back year after year, and their children then come too. Well, last year Maude decided instead of teaching the kids to swim in the river down the street, she would teach them in my pool. Only problem is that they were all to small to get out and they could not walk up the ladder or the steps.
So, after about an hour of my whole family trying to figure out what to do, with floats, and surf boards, and whatevers, I finally made a successful exit ramp for the little family. Can you believe that they did not even say ‘good bye.’ They just waddled after Mom down the street to the river.
Just another DogDaz afternoon at our house. ❤