Tuesday, October 30, 2018

The Bushy Killer prowls Dunderry again.

Last May I bought two baby ducks at the Fair.Myself and all here minded them well.They thrived and were grand innocent creatures,totally inoffensive and quacked with joy daily.
They laid the nicest of eggs which we all ate,either boiled,fried in an omellete or in the cup.
Last Thursday herself told me that there had been a kidnapping,that the two ducks were missing.I am friggin' raging.
All that remains is  a heap of feathers.
I  have compared notes with a neighbour ,all of whose hens and chickens have likewise been lifted.
I m quacked enough to start  society for the protection of ducks and for the elimination of the ginger assassins the bushy tailed Reynards.
Any takers.

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