Brown-o and White-o Fall Into my Neighbour’s Crawl Space
March 25th 2008 21:00
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As our ducks got older, they became more inquisitive. No longer content with our backyard, they started to explore our neighbour’s property. Luckily, we got on with Mr Harry and he didn’t mind our ducks trespassing onto his joint.
One afternoon, White-o crawled into Mr Harry’s crawl space and tumbled several metres into the bar that was attached to his garage. We were worried about our pet. I checked Mr Harry’s garage door but it was locked. I also listened out for sounds but heard nothing so I wasn’t even sure if White-o was alive.
I then tried to call Mr Harry at his workplace but couldn’t get hold of him so we had no choice but to wait for him to come home. In the meantime, my mother slid a dish of water underneath the garage door for White-o. When Mr Harry came home, we explained what happened and he opened his garage door and let me search for White-o. White-o was alive and okay but probably suffered from shock. She was also a placid, anything-goes kind of duck and her feathers were literally and metaphorically unruffled.
Unfortunately, the same fate befell Brown-o a few weeks later. Unlike White-o, Brown-o was an anxious duck and easily panicked if anything out of the ordinary happened. So when Brown-o was trapped in Mr Harry’s garage we could hear several loud quacks. The quacking never stopped. For hours the poor duck quacked and quacked until Mr Harry came home. When Mr Harry opened the garage door, Brown-o ran out, flapping her wings. She looked liked she was going to have a heart attack.
The experience must have traumatised both ducks as they never went anywhere near the crawl space again.
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