05-11-2023, 01:51 PM
I used to have a duck named Manny. He was the pond nanny--Manny the nanny. He didn't have a mate and always stayed back in the pond with all the ducklings & goslings. I loved him. Some muthafucka plowed him down while he was crossing the road to the stream on the other side. My whole road knew him and sometimes people would stop to shoo him to one side or the other. I could not keep him from crossing the road. I guess I'm not over that because now I'm pissed off all over again.