One of Mike's and I favorite place to go is the duck ponds in Rexburg. We have spent a lot of time there. We'll go for picnics, walks, to feed the ducks, to talk, etc. Mike for some reason also has an obsession with ducks. He will try to catch them for fun. He has even jumped in after them. One particular evening, Mike decided that he would keep the duck that he caught. No one was around and so it wasn't hard to stuff him in the car. Mike fed him some of our leftovers which was mainly noodles. He even went across the walk way to look in the trash for something more to feed this duck. At first I thought he was kidding but then I realized that he was actually driving away. I was so angry with Mike. I didn't want a pesty bird inside of my apartment and especially not in my bathtub. If anyone found out where we got this duck we probably could have been in a lot of trouble. I didn't talk to Mike for a few days because I felt like my space was being crowded and the aroma in the apartment just stunk. Well, he finally got sick of the duck and returned him to his home.
He wanted to see if he fed and cared for this duck if it could be bigger than his brothers and sisters. In reality, when we returned the duck he was quite a bit smaller. He also felt for the young ducklings since it was just starting to turn into winter weather. He didn't think that they could make it through the season. We went back the next year and they did just fine.
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