Just imagine my joy when I saw the ducks at our feeder area tonight...I had seen some ducks around the neighborhood, but tonight they came home to me!
I know this sounds a little weird, the possessive "my ducks" and all...but listen to what happened. I saw them, ran inside to tell Bill how excited I was, and ran back outside to take some pictures of them. They were walking away, as the feeder area was completely empty. I said, "Hey ducks!", and they turned around and started walking to me! So then I asked them if they were hungry, they nodded yes (not really, but they kept walking towards me), I dumped some birdseed in the traditional area, and they had a nice little snack.
So see, they are my ducks! Oh, how I love spring, when all the little buddies come back.
(These pictures suck, but it is dusk and I didn't want to figure out how to make the camera work...)