CRYING FOWL

“The man who has no imagination has no wings.”  Muhammad Ali

I went to the dentist to keep an appointment to have my teeth cleaned.  When I arrived the dentist and the dental hygienist were outside standing in front of a building that was adjacent to the dental office.  They were looking up a staircase that led to some apartments.  “Do you want some ducks,” the dentist asked.

It seems that someone had left the door to the staircase open and a mother duck entered, climbed the steps, and was waiting for her ducklings to join her at the top of the staircase.  Most of the ducklings were within a step or two of joining her, one was still at the bottom of the flight of stairs, and one had gotten into a first floor office.
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Do you think it’s safe to cross?

Someone should have told the mama duck before she began the climb that there were no available apartments and, even if there were, the owner probably wouldn’t rent to a single mother with ten kids.  Make that ten ducklings.

So before I could get my teeth cleaned we decided to get the ducks out of the staircase and out to a nearby field.  Fortunately, a young man who seemed to have some experience herding ducks, went up the stairs and came down with an armload of seven.

One of the little darlings made a break for it and ended up in a deep window well.  I took on the challenge of capturing that particular duckling.  Two dirty knees later (mine) and the duckling was safely back with its siblings.  Meanwhile, mama duck came streaking out of the stairwell and flew off to parts unknown.  We gathered all the ducklings and placed them in a field about a half block away from the building.  Hopefully mama duck would hear their cries and come back.

Because I generally arrive at appointments early, leaving time for unforeseen events (herding ducklings!) my cleaning began only two minutes late.  No other issues with my teeth.

I hope the fowl family is back together.  Isn’t it wonderful who you meet when you live with an open door policy!

Loveya – The Grandma

 

 

 

 

 

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Artist, African hand drum student, yoga neophyte, and Grandmother of 22 or so grandchildren. I enjoy cooking and writing. I value good friends and quiet times for reading.

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