Tuesday, April 17, 2012
The True Story of the Duck and Wheel
Sad, isn't it? That's my life. But it's a good life, I guess.
Anywho, BumbleVee was asking the other day how the Duck and Wheel got it's name, so you can click here and find out. Be prepared--it's a wacky story. But why wouldn't it be, right?
This past winter, Duck sorta went missing for awhile, Wheel went up against a tree somewhere in the yard, and String.....well, I'm assuming it's halfway to Montana to visit Pricilla and my goat friends by now. But Spring came, and apparently so did the landscapers, so Duck is back out in the front yard with a couple of his gal friends. I'm thinking that maybe Duck went to Florida for the winter....or Mexico--someplace warm, I'm sure.
Either way, Duck and Wheel with String is still an ever-changing phenomenon at the end of our street. It's sort of like me, I guess--always changing, always making folks wonder what the hell I'm supposed to be. I still look for him and laugh at Duck at whatever surrounding he's in at the moment. He keeps me looking and most of all......... laughing.
One of these days, I'm gonna get ballsy and take his photo.