Ducklings, Week Three

When living with incredibly cute baby critters, you are duty bound to show pictures.

Legs and feet are markedly bigger and probably coincidentally, markedly clumsier.

Feathers are just starting to poke through the fluff.

Speaking of fluff.  Check out the tuft of fluff on the head of the middle yellow duck.

They've gotten tall enough to almost reach the top of the enclosure.

Stay tuned.  More gratuitous duck shots are virtually inevitable.

Ducklings

Fun stuff happening at the homestead.  Last week each of these ducks were still inside of an egg.  Now they have taken over a section of the basement where they are busily growing.  (Until they grow feathers, they need warmth.  That red glow upon them is coming from heating lamp.)

Why ducks, you ask?  Because ducks are not only delightful to behold, they also lay delicious eggs and eat bugs in the garden.

Henry is a Grown-Up

When I was a child, my grandparents had a Pomeranian, who by the way, wanted absolutely nothing to do with me.  Nonetheless, I thought Tinker was an incredibly cool dog and vowed that one day I would have a Pomeranian of my own.  It took decades to consummate, but Henry joined our family about a year ago.

Though Pomeranians are not considered lap dogs, Henry frequently invites himself unto laps and makes himself comfortable.  Pomeranians are often described as eager barkers.  Well, Henry has shown a tendency to vocalize at will.


It must be said, Henry is basically a good boy.  For some weeks, I've been easing out of puppy vigilance mode.  Still, I maintain surprise checks on what Henry is up to when he isn't under my feet.  More and more,  Henry gets caught in the act of not being bad. 

 

 

Pomeranians are not known for their herding abilities.  It will be interesting to see how he responds to the ducks.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ducks?  What ducks?

 

 

Stay tuned. 

Pop Culture Frenzy, Round 34

Welcome once again to Pop Culture Frenzy.  Today's question is about to bust.  I mean, it's about a bust.

 
Sometime early Monday morning in Brooklyn, New York's Fort Green Park, some guys placed a four foot high, one hundred pound bust on top of a Revolutionary War monument and wrote the bustee's name on the monument column.  The tribute was short lived.  Park officals called the cops.  The cops busted the bust.  The bust is currently on display in a cell at the 88th Precinct.

Who's head is the subject of the bust?
Bryan?

 

hmm.  Park.  Revolutionary.

The bust was of one of the Occupiers?


 

 

Hostmaster:  incorrect.

Molly?

 

 

 

 

 

Those guys must have

been pretty strong to lift

a hundred pounds up on

a column.  ha!  They

had to bust a move!

 

 

 

Occupiers are patriots.

They let people know about

injustice.

 

 

Injustice, like having to

work, sometimes even
at a job that is not your
dream job?
  

 

 

 

 

 

 

It's not fair that some

people only make

minimum wage.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Uh huh.  It's not fair to have to
work at a minimum wage job

while you go to school or
to work at minimum wage to
earn experience, enabling you
to move on to a higher paying job.

So the heroic occupiers raised

awareness of this injustice by
littering, loitering and
deficating on police cars.

 

 

 

Eww.  I wouldn't do that. 

And I'm a dog.

 

 

Hostmaster:  back to the question.  Whose face is on the bust?

Bryan?

 

 

 

Well, we're friends with Cuba
 now, right?  So....

  Castro?

 

Hostmaster:  incorrect.

Cyndi?

 

 

 

My favorite revolutionary, 

Gloria Steinam?

 

 

 

 

Hostmaster:  oh the irony.  A bust with no bust.  Ahem.  Incorrect.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That is so sexist.

 

 

 

 

 

 



   You know the trouble with feminists?

They have NO sense of humor.

 

No means no!


 

 

 

  

 

 

 You are a disgrace to your gender, Fluffy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thank you, Cyndi.  Coming

from you, that is a

compliment. 

 

 

 

  

 

This round is busting my chops.  We bust move on.  OK.  Here's the story.  The bust is Edward Snowden, the National Security Agency whistleblower -or traitor- depending upon your point of view.  He currently lives somewhere in Russia.  Some guys who admire Snowden arranged for his bust to be made.  Soon, bust in hand, they busted into the park and installed the bust.     

 

If you'd like to see the Edward Snowden bust click here -  

 

This round is a bust.  Nobody wins.  We bust go now.   

 

 

Round 34

Fluffy/Molly   15

Bryan/Cyndi    13

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



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I am the resurrection and the life, he who believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live, and whoever lives and believes in me shall never die.

-John 11:25-26