Mr. Hawk was sitting on the chair out in the Little Backyard. Stephen said he would only go after baby ducks, so I tried not to panic, but having hawk chillin on a chair in my backyard? That does not freaking happen to me everyday. I took the picture through the window. Because I'm pretty sure a hawk could eat me.

THEN! Even more exciting was I caught EDub sticking her head into their duckhouse!!

And because it's a lazy Sunday afternoon and I have nothing to do, since I refuse to leave the house and a shower smacks of overachieving, I stood at the door and watched as both of them took cautious baby steps until PDub put her whole self in the duckhouse!

Then EDub pounded on her head until she came out and then she pounded on her some more until I opened the door and yelled for her to knock it off. I was getting worried because I thought that maybe PDub and EDub weren't ever going to go into their duckhouse. I even asked
Duane how I could entice the ducks to go in their house and he said, "Huh, good question." And then I was forced to ask Jenny to ask Stephen who responded via Jenny that ducks like to sleep outside because they like to see what's going on. So I was pretty sure these ladies were never going to go in the duckhouse. This is sooo exciting.
This morning I came up with a self-treatment plan for my back, since treatment for the issue seems an impossible demand. (My insurance denied the next treatment and said I needed to "explore a more long acting narcotic to manage pain." Don't think I won't be telling Choice Medical a big fuck you on that one.) Anyways, here's my plan. I am going to train Randi and Earl to massage my back and hips on a regular basis. Or I'm going to get a puppy and train it to be my pain management dog.
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