Around the corner from the tractors were a bunch of duckies in the Garr's Feed booth. The nice lady there took this one out so that I could pet him. He was soft and sweet at first--totally unlike Waldo the evil crow in the Wildlife Rehab booth that cawed at me when I touched his cage and made me cry--but that's another story, and I don't hold grudges. (Heck, I don't even remember it an hour later!)
Suddenly the cute ducky turned mean and bit my finger. Ouch! I tried to tell him that the duckies in my board books never do such things. They are always yellow in books, so maybe the black ones are evil. Kinda like how the bad guys in cowboy movies always wear black hats.
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