Just step out the back door of Kent Kwik at 302 & 18, turn to your left, and be accosted by a giant rock. Now that’s small town charm.
The birds didn’t come out of their houses. But the duck were ready to attack. (Good thing I had my laser pointer.)
At work, I keep a few crackers at my desk.
The reason for this is defence against duck attacks, of course. If a flock of ducks attack the station, who will be safe? Me, that’s who. I just toss the crackers in the floor, the ducks get distracted, and I walk out, no problem.
Then I started to worry. Are these enough crackers? How many ducks could I really distract? How safe Am I really? I wouldn’t be able to sleep until I knew. So I packed up my crackers to do a little real world research. Continue reading “Duck Research”