Friday, August 22, 2008

I committed an act of violence on a duck.

This morning, construction drills woke me up. Needless to say, I was not pleased. The boys slept through (men are gifted that way).

So I took a shower, figuring it would give me some quiet time and let me unwind. Then I jumped when I heard this nasty cackling. We have this one rubber duck that cackles in a really menacing way whenever it's touched by anything - human hands and apparently water. I moved it away from the shower. It kept cackling. "Ha! Ha! Ha!" Imagine how annoying this is.

I moved the duck into a green plastic bowl we have in the bathroom - D used to soak his feet in it. The duck kept going.

So I grabbed it and threw it hard against the floor.

It stopped.

It was satisfying, but I felt kind of mean at the same time ;)

9 comments:

His suzy said...

Sounds like that duck needs an "off" switch!

Poppy said...

There is a vulgar stuffed toy parrot in Dawg's parents' kitchen. When no one is looking I turn him off.

Roxanne said...

Hee! I thought you were going to say the cackling was coming from the construction guys peeking in on you. I have to say that would seem quite disturbing to be cackled at (even by an inanimate object) when you're in such a vulnerable setting. I bet that duck deserved it!

judy in ky said...

So much for the "squeaky wheel"....

kitkat said...

The duck deserved it. Don't feel bad.

Bearette24 said...

roxanne - that is a funny alternative scenario ;)

Caro said...

I'm calling Peta on you!

Tracy said...

I'm glad it was a fake duck... I was worried when I started reading.
Whew...

Bearette24 said...

Just keeping you on your toes ;)