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Ruckus

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Every so often, I hear panicked quacking. I rush out to the porch and inevitably find the ducks have managed to separate themselves from their chosen pack. (The three bachelors in one pack, Mr. Duck and his two ladies in the other.) They get in the goat yard then they can’t remember how to get back out. One is separated from the other two and life is not worth living, it’s that desperate and pathetic.
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The separation is unbearable, I tell you, UNBEARABLE. There is PANIC. And RUCKUS.


I can’t bear it, either. I have to help. I have to get them together again! The ducks, they are in a panic! (The chickens could teach them a thing or two about calmly finding a spot where you can fit under the gate….. That is, if the chickens and ducks were speaking to each other. They’re not.)

Yesterday, with two of the bachelors inside the goat pen and one outside, I chased the two around the doghouse that the goats used to like to sleep in but which has recently fallen apart, trying to get them to head out of the pen.
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I stepped on a rusty nail in the process. Falling apart doghouse = hazard! (It has now been removed.)

(And yes, I was wearing shoes.)

I had the door between the goat pen and the goat yard shut so the other animals couldn’t get in and I had the door between the goat pen and the side yard propped open with my rooster rake.
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The door was propped open and yet they just kept standing there.
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QUACKING.
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Ducks are so hard to help.
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They are SEPARATED! The world as they know it has come to an end! Life will never be the same! Oh wait–
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A WAY OUT! Off he went…..
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….leaving the third one behind because he couldn’t figure out how that just happened.

What we have here is a failure to communicate.
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The third duck, watching his two friends disappear. Because they don’t care about him. They’re together! Ducks can be so brutal. And I stepped on a rusty nail for them and everything. And then–
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It’s a MIRACLE!!!
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But where did his friends go? PANICKED QUACKING. They’ve left him! Disappeared! His life is OVER.
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WAIT! There they are. WHEW. Life can go on.
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Unless you just stepped on a rusty nail and you’re GOING TO DIE because you haven’t had a tetanus shot.

And then I called the doctor’s office. Because I want to live.

Five minutes later. PANICKED QUACKING. Mr. Duck. Separated from his two ladies.
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I refused to help them. R.E.F.U.S.E.D.

I felt guilty. I decided I had to help them. Doctor’s appointment, schmocter’s appointment.

Then the girls found their way through the fence and straight back into Mr. Duck’s arms. On their own. I think they’re messing with me.
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Doctor: “How did this happen?”

Me: “I was chasing my ducks around the goat pen and there’s this doghouse that’s falling apart–”

Doctor: “You were chasing dogs?”

Me: “No, ducks. It was just a doghouse. There was a donkey and a sheep and a bunch of chickens there, too, but they weren’t involved. Well, the goats weren’t really involved either. It was just their goat pen and their doghouse. But it was the ducks I was chasing. They were upset because they were separated.”

(long pause)

Doctor: “So how are you saying this happened again?”

Me: “I was saving a child from a fire.”

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Posted by Suzanne McMinn on September 1, 2009  

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  1. 9-1
    1:31
    am

    Haha Heehee perfect laugh for me before I go off to dreamland.

    I love your ducks. And your stories about your ducks. And your stories about any and all of your animals, now that I think about it. Your farm rocks!!

  2. 9-1
    4:18
    am

    Reminds me just a tad of keystone cops. C

  3. 9-1
    4:31
    am

    HaHaHaHa! Trying to keep everyone happy on the farm………

    And there’s another thing for the list of living on a farm….keep the tetanus shots up! My parents lived by the Epsom Salts when it came to one of us kids stepping on a nail…I’m not sure about it, but our foot always got stuck in a bucket of Epsom salt water…..I’m just glad we had to have those shots for school!

  4. 9-1
    4:43
    am

    This totally started my morning off with a laugh! I’m glad you’ve already visited the dr. and will be okay:)

  5. 9-1
    4:45
    am

    Too funny about the ducks missing each other. But not so good steping on a nail. Hope you are ok. Because ouch that hurts.

  6. 9-1
    4:59
    am

    LOL. I know exactly what you’re saying. I’d go with saving the child.

  7. 9-1
    5:37
    am

    Great wakeup suspense story this morning. It kept me one the edge of the seat to the end. I just love drama!

  8. 9-1
    5:59
    am

    great story! i really enjoy reading your posts.

  9. 9-1
    6:21
    am

    Great day to start the morning. I’m laughing so hard.
    Rooster rake – thats soo funny :snoopy:

  10. 9-1
    6:33
    am

    I’m afraid you are a duck enabler!

  11. 9-1
    7:23
    am

    LOL….I work in a doctor’s office…the truth is always weird, confusing and complicated…but a much better story…doctors can be a bit hard headed when it comes to understanding the story though…no offence to any Docs out there…but ya know it’s true.

  12. 9-1
    9:09
    am

    What you should have done was just told him to read your blog..He would so understand!! :yes:

  13. 9-1
    9:48
    am

    That was just great. I am so glad you had shoes on. Hoping your injury is minor. I laughed out loud at the part where you saved a child from a fire. I love you Suzanne. Your great!

  14. 9-1
    9:51
    am

    I so love reading your blog! I usually sit at the computer with a cup of coffee after I finish taking care of my own critters! I went camping in the Mts. of Vermont last week… no computer, not even cell phone service!! I missed your blog the most! I couldn’t wait to get home and get my “Chicken’s fix”. Thank you!!

  15. 9-1
    9:53
    am

    To funny…I busted out laughing and my husband is going what is so funny….I just said ya gotta read the story…I look forward to reading you blog everyday..

    Thank You for the wonderful stories.

  16. 9-1
    11:03
    am

    Loved this story..every time I read about the ducks, makes me want one :heart: so much more.

  17. 9-1
    11:37
    am

    Oh, this was marvelous! And I love the reference to Cool Hand Luke – my favorite line in the movie! Although that was spoken by the warden, I can completely see Clover uttering it as she watches the ducks in scorn! :dancingmonster:

  18. 9-1
    11:40
    am

    Great story!

    I’ve stepped on nails twice. Once I stepped on a nail taking apart some theater scenery after the play had ended, the other was helping get rid of some construction debris. And I, too, was wearing shoes, in fact, with the construction stuff, I had been barefooted and went back inside to put on shoes. Took two steps outside and you guessed it! You wouldn’t think that that would happen – with SHOES ON!

    Hope it feels better soon.

  19. 9-1
    12:00
    pm

    LOL!!!Hi-larious! You are so funny and I just love hearing these barnyard stories of yours. Oh, Mr. Duck. Maybe you should become the next Beatrix Potter….do some Mr. Duck Stories. I’m not kidding. They’d sell! :lol:

  20. 9-1
    12:01
    pm

    LOL….terrific post….gotta love the ducks

  21. 9-1
    1:15
    pm

    And you did go get a tetanus shot right !!?? Its good for 10 years :D

  22. 9-1
    1:20
    pm

    Yes, I got a tetanus shot when I went to the doctor yesterday!

  23. 9-1
    2:08
    pm

    Oh, just too funny!!! One of your best :duck: When I was young they were tearing down my grandfather’s garage and a rusty nail went through my shoe. I never told because I had been warned and I waited in fear for weeks and weeks for my jaws to lock!

  24. 9-1
    2:17
    pm

    I love your stories! Never a dull moment on your farm.

  25. 9-1
    5:55
    pm

    Love the way you write these stories..and the photos to go with them….or is it the other way around? In the “olden” days (50 yrs ago) at the other end of Roane County, I stepped on a nail (we went barefoot all summer except for goin’ to town on Friday and church on Sunday) so my Mom wrapped my foot in a piece of home cured bacon inside a bandage (probably a piece of an pillowcase…which would have been made from a chickenfeed bag), inside an old sock….and I still had to keep on working around the farm….except I may have go to stay in and do housework one day instead of out mowing the yard, putting up hay, feeding chickens, gathering eggs, etc. I don’t remember how long I had to wear it but have survived…don’t think I got that tetanus shot until I was about 40 when my husband insisted after I smashed my big toe nail!

  26. 9-1
    7:55
    pm

    PERFECT!!

    I’m sure the ducks are messing with you too. Animals are like that :)

  27. 9-1
    9:24
    pm

    LOL… now I have to go to bed with DUCKS in my head… :dancingmonster:

  28. 9-1
    9:25
    pm

    ps. put tetanus shot on your to do list for the kids… you live on a FARM with DIRT… that’s where tetanus lives.

  29. 9-1
    9:59
    pm

    Oh this is hilarious! I especially love the words, PANICKED QUACKING. That is just the funniest to me, panicked quacking! I like rooster rake too, that’s pretty funny in itself.

  30. 9-2
    4:57
    am

    I just love to read your stories about your world and enjoy another moment of fun and games with your animals. Too funny. Poor ducks, it’s a good thing they are good looking cause smart they aren’t.

  31. 9-2
    7:52
    am

    Thanks for the laugh.

  32. 9-5
    7:12
    pm

    Never try to explain to a logical person your illogical life, it just won’t work! If you are expecting a “thank you” from the ducks though, it may be a while…
    joy c. at grannymountain

  33. 1-5
    5:23
    am

    I have never lived on a farm, but I believe the technical name for your unfortunate escapade is Duckus Ruckus. Haaa!

    I love it!!! !! ! Duckies and chickies… paradise. :snuggle:

    (I wish I did live on a farm, though….)

    <3,
    Jaxxy. =)

  34. 3-31
    1:58
    pm

    I use a fishing net to catch mine

  35. 5-2
    11:50
    am

    OH, ha ha ha ha!!! Wonderful! I can see it now! :)

  36. 5-19
    11:53
    am

    My mind runs swiftly to the day I was almost murderd by a Turkey in the strawberry patch.
    Scared for life it was an experience similar to yours.I hope your recovery comes quickly and that you won’t need a 12 step program or and intervention to find normalcy in your life.

    I enjoyed your story, hoping the child your saved is doing well….and that your doctors hearing problem has been treated..lol

  37. 8-15
    2:27
    pm

    Oh my Lord, Suzanne, this story was just hysterical! I had tears in my eyes as I read your tale and howled with laughter! Ruckus, indeed! Aren’t ducks just something else? I love all your posts, dear. Have a wonderful day!

  38. 9-26
    3:46
    am

    That is SO funny! I have to find the rest of your posts and read them. I love blogs about animals and blogs that make me laugh. You hit the jackpot!

  39. 2-12
    2:45
    pm

    I am glad I took the time to click “here” and read this story. It brought a smile to my face and I needed it! Thank you Suzanne

  40. 3-9
    2:48
    pm

    I laughed so hard at these ducks, I now have tears in my eyes. What a great story – and loved those photos, too. Animals can be such hoots!

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