Fowl Season

Fowl season has commenced. It is that time of year when all of our feathered friends return and give us cute little anecdotal stories to tell.

Just think if it, there are gay ducks, copulating ducks, ducks swallowing quarters, ducks to the right, and domesticated ducks that like to crap on you're shoes.

There are also geese. Lovely geese. Geese that crap all over, geese that eat unsuspecting little girl's peanut butter sandwiches, and geese that fly into trailer windows.

Among other feathered flyers are ones that crap, fly into, and try to eat an alarming list of various body parts, cars, plants, other animals, garbage, and humble abodes.

Today there was a duck curled up and sleeping in the parking lot behind a car. I almost stepped on it, and in a vain effort not to, I managed to trip over it. Needless to say, the both of us were making squawking noises.