It was a normal Saturday. Typical routine. We left the dogs in the garage and exited the front door intending to walk to our car. Keith said, "There's a duck." I thought he must be mistaken, as we have no pond. "A DUCK?!" I exclaimed! "Shhh...yes, a duck," he replied. I turned around and right next to the front of our house in the mulch was...a duck! I certainly thought it looked like she was nesting. Perhaps she actually was. Suppose there were eggs right underneath her. Nah. Couldn't be. On with the day.
