ok so here's the lowdown.

i got attacked by a duck today.

now it may seem like i get attacked by birds a lot if you guys can recall the first semester i was here i was attacked by a magpie. that mofo of a bird. but this time it was reasonable.

because there are ducklings in school again!

the last time there were ducklings was a year ago. and they hung out at the moat surrounding the library in front of the library cafe. and the ducklings would waddle about in the outdoor cafe area looking for scraps of food people either gave them or dropped accidentally. and the ducklings would run about under your feet and tables and chairs. how they all managed to survive without getting squashed accidentally by a foot or a bag i don't know.

but anyway the new ducklings hang out at the reflection pool now so you don't get them running about in the library cafe. which is kinda sad. i saw them two days ago and today i thought i'd go take a closer look. and so the father and mother duck were around too of course. and when i got too close the father duck became all menacing like and lowered his head at me and hissed at me with his beak open. so i was like whoah is that duck gonna attack me like i think he is? and the boid just went for it. and flapped his wings and lunged at my legs. but i just let the guy do his thing, i mean he's got to do his job in front of his lady and all. and eventually after he made his point known he went back to looking tough again around the family. so i kept my distance after that. i don't wanna make him lose face or anything with his family around. what would the ducklings think?

anyway so just now after the play, i went over to the reflection pool again, to look at the ducklings and also cos the convocation ceremony is on almost every night for this week now so far and there were a lot of people there. the graduates don't look very happy though. it's the relatives who do. but that's another boring story. and one boring story a post is already a bit too much i think.

so anyway i was thinking the ducks must be like what the fuck are all these goddamn humans doing here in the middle of the night. and you can bet your ass that father duck was having a helluva busy night attacking any sucka who comes too close. that guy was flapping and being intimidating at everyone who came near. no rest for him tonight. i decided to risk my life and take a few pictures of the lovely family. most of the pictures turned out pretty blurry cos it was night and there wasn't much light. and to be honest, i'm still shaking from my encounter with mr tough-guy drake in the afternoon. the rest of the ducks around the pool were having the time of their life scuttling about the lawn eating scraps running through the crowd. it was quite a sight. the kids around the place were having fun chasing them ducks around too. anyway here are two pictures of the family.



so here's the tough guy keeping a look out and all the ducklings hiding under the mother, or just keeping warm. but i'd think it's more for protection from the hordes of humans about the place. looks like the mother's got a huge furry foot or she's wearing furry bedroom slippers or something. anyway, at one point, one duckling popped out to have a looksee. must've been boring all squashed up under there with all your siblings. i think there's about 9 of them under there. though this lady that came to talk to us was like i think it's 6. and she was all sceptical when i said i think there are 9. she was all like "this gentleman reckons that there are 9 of them under there!" to her husband. this gentleman. what a riot. her husband wasn't too interested. he was too engrossed in getting more (free) wine for himself and her. if they'd been any nicer they'd have offered me some. then maybe i would have mustered up the courage to go closer to the ducks.




and here you can see that the dude's noticed me and is staring me down. i damn near jumped into the goddamn pool when i saw him giving me the evil eye on the little monitor screen on my digicam. yeah that's why it's a little blurry. don't knock it alrite. you see how near you dare to go near a protective animal. the only reason why i managed to get any pictures at all was cos he was too busy attacking all them other innocents who sauntered too close by. yeah so after this, i just hung about having fun watching him attack various people and saying "waattchhh ouuutttt". if you think that's a really boring thing to do, you're mistaken fool. cos there isn't anything more interesting than watching a duck attacking people and then seeing people admonishing the fella late at night in school.

ok yeah well this post is really too long for such a mundane topic. so it's gonna end now.

i think i'll drop by to look at the little duckies again tomorrow.

ps: by the way, if you're even remotely concerned as to whether i'm alrite from the attack. i am. my legs are fine cos i was wearing jeans. anyway, the sucka would've gotten a beakful of my leg hair and choke or something if i was wearing berms. so it's better for him that he couldn't injure me.

i hope i can sleep well tonight. stuff like this gives you nightmares you know.




posted by 86 at 7:58 AM