Sunday, June 18, 2006
After a leisurely nap, pool side, Zeke and Zekette enjoy a lovely dip in Bob's swimming pool, followed by frenzied love making and a relaxing meal of pool flotsam.































Then ....... Disaster strikes. Bob is coming! ZEKE! ZEKETTE! RUN! RUN LIKE THE WIND! FAST FEETS!
















Oh no. Zeke, I told you not to eat that last doughnut! Suck your stomach in man! For the love of Pete, somebody give Zeke a push. Get some vaseline. DO SOMETHING!

















Unable to fit his Buddah-like belly beneath the gate, Zeke flew over the wall, barely making it past the top.

Meanwhile back in the yard, Bob's sneakered foot lands in a massive pile of duck poop. No good can come from this. And yet............
 
posted by Crabby at 11:36 AM |


14 Comments:


At 6/18/2006 2:06 PM, Blogger barman

Hey birds fly everywhere and they let things fly everywhere. You can not help what the ducks decide to do.

Yesterday we were celbrating Fathers Day a little early and we were pelted by a hotdog bun. A Segal was flying by and just, by accident (I doubt it), dropped the bun on us. Dirty bird.

I will stay glued to my computer for the next installment. In the mean time I think I will work on the witness protection program. Either Zeke and Zekette will need it soon or you will.

 

At 6/18/2006 4:54 PM, Blogger wmy

OMG!!! I was literally laughing so damn hard, my love bud came and whacked me on the back to get me breathing again...he now thinks I am having WAY too much fun on my computer!
Keep fighting the good fight Zeek and Zeekette...we are all rooting for ya!

 

At 6/18/2006 8:17 PM, Blogger Mouthy Girl

Buddha? Did someone say Buddha?

*clapping hands*
You and the duckers get a resounding salvo for this latest performance!!!!

Tell Bob to wipe his feet before entering the domicile. Duck shit is ok outside...but not IN.

 

At 6/18/2006 8:45 PM, Blogger Crabby

Pssst. Guys. I think Bob is suspicious of me. Happily he thinks I ate his Krispy Kreme doughnut and has no clue I fed it to the ducks. phewww.

And, I now have duck video which I will post soon. Assuming, the ducks and I are still living.

PS. Did anybody here know that ducks quack at night?

 

At 6/18/2006 10:46 PM, Blogger barman

It's those darn donuts I tell you. I had a duck for about a month before the nest hatched and the Mom moved out in the middle of the night. That was unfriendly of her. I never got to see the hatchlings. *tear* Anyway in all that time I never hear a quack at night.

You know if I were Bob I think I would be more upset about the donut than the ducks. :)

Oh by the way, witness protection program said you could not just be hidden from Bob. You couldn't see your sisters or even Miss Ellie either. We may need to rethink that one.

 

At 6/18/2006 11:29 PM, Blogger Mone

that was a funny story,crabby, but say, didnt I see a dog in one of your other pics? Dont you have a dog and if yes, wont he chase after the ducks?

 

At 6/19/2006 5:37 AM, Blogger Crabby

Barman, do I get to have a new name and a new body?

Mone, I have a Golden Retriever. She loves everything, including the ducks. When she's out, she just stands there with her head cocked sideways watching them swim and wagging her tail. Zeke and Zekette pretty much just treat her like yard art.

Denny, once again your finely tuned senses got all hosed up on you when you heard the word sex. ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ha ha ha ha ha!

 

At 6/19/2006 5:51 AM, Blogger Manny

Duck crap.
Last year after a hard rain the field next to me filled with water.
Ducks or Geese flocked to it. They came in my yard and crapped everywhere!
I came home from work and thought Todd (lawn guy) aerated earlier then he was suppose to. I was just getting ready to call him when I realized what it was. Uhgg!!

I am sure Bob know's about the ducks. As usual he is just kicked back leaving you with just enough rope. hahhaa

 

At 6/19/2006 6:00 AM, Blogger Mone

I think Bob is a fine, wise man :)

 

At 6/19/2006 6:19 AM, Blogger SignGurl

Crabby, you aren't going to swim in there now are you? Ducks carry swimmer's itch and that is no fun especially if you get it on your HooHa!

 

At 6/19/2006 6:27 AM, Anonymous Anonymous

Yeah! Think about your hooha!!! (Good one Signgurl!!! That will go nicely with a term I use *hooties*! LOL)

Ducks are pretty nasty. Even though they are cute. We have a walking trail here along the lake and the ducks have taken over. You can't even walk down through there now for (1) DUCK CRAP EVERYWHERE (and I do mean everywhere) and (2) the risk of coming anywhere near a nest and facing the wrath of momma duck!!

Can't you get the ducks into the pond? Won't the chemicals from the pool hurt them?

I read something once about disease in duck and/or bird poop - so be careful! Then again you could always hire a yard boy to clean up the mess . . . LOL

tina

 

At 6/19/2006 7:17 AM, Blogger Crabby

Manny, last night Bob came inside and proclaimed, "There's duck shit in the pool! I knew I heard quacking! They're not in the house are they? Do you remember what happened when you protected the mouse? Remember the mess we had on our hands then?"

There were lots more words. They all got kinda jumbled in my head after the first few sentences cause I was trying to figure out how to keep him from finding out about the fox. I'll take pics for you guys. She's adorable! And she LOVES dog food!

Hang on a minute. I wanna try something and see if it works.
Buddah buddah buddah.

wmy, Zeke and Zekette thank you for your support. Me too. Sadly, we've been Bob'd. (pssst. don't tell him but they're back today in spite of the fact he chlorinated the pool.)

Mone, he's already been on the phone this morning with his friends saying things like, "The goofball has been harboring wild animals again."

Sign, I have a hooha? Ahhhhhhhhhh ha ha ha ha ha! What's it look like? Will I know it when I see it?

No seriously, we're getting ready to have the pool filled in and we're building a huge screened porch instead. A pool in the woods is a bad idea. Leaves, spring time fuzzies, drowned critters. It's one bad thing after another and stuff keeps breaking all the time. Not to mention, because of all the trees you lose all your sun on the pool by 3 pm.

Tina, at first I didn't think they were pooping much at all ..... but geezLOOeeze! If I was that regular I'd weigh 80 pounds I bet.

 

At 6/19/2006 7:18 AM, Blogger Crabby

EGADS! I've written a book up there! Call a publisher.