Never Interrupt A Daddy Ducks Breakfast

The Louisiana State University campus where I went to school years ago had lakes full of ducks, whose behavior made it clear that they owned the lakes; they marched, waddled and quacked behind whoever had a class near their home making it clear that if you were going to pass their home, you better bring bread.
Us students, could hear duck wings flapping, and a chorus of quacking, before we opened our eyes each morning, including weekends. Perhaps Roosters were born to awaken farmers and Ducks were born to motivate students.
Most of the ducks I passed were polite, but then, I had bread, if you didn't pay your right of passage, you were greeted with the aggressive crowd.
The ducks knew which students were going to feed them, much like a waiter knows a good tipper, but if you expected to pass the pond without gratuity, you were immediately attacked, while the tippers were peacefully surrounded with wing flapping joy.
Incidentally, by the end of their first semester most students knew to leave the house each day with their books, and a bag of bread for the ducks.
Although, students had a lot on their mind, like exams, papers, and whatever else they needed for class, so occasionally a student would forget to bring the ducks food.
Consequently, one student's memory lapse provided a Daddy Duck with an opportunity to teach the rest of us a valuable lesson.
In addition to entertaining the campus with the funniest thing most of us ever witnessed in public; this Daddy Duck reminded us to never step on his property without his family's breakfast.
The morning the Daddy Duck lost his temper, I was sitting by one of the University lakes reading when I overheard a couple arguing in front of a pair of ducks. The voices of the arguing couple and the gander's squawking sounded like an aggressive duck fight; and one loud enough to crack the eardrum of an elephant.
To be fair, this duck family wasn't bothering anyone until the couple came along. They were minding their own business, trying to feed their ducklings breakfast and send them to duckling school when these people showed up and disturbed their morning.
Hence, one could understand why the daddy duck got his feathers in a ruffle over the human couple's apparent rudeness and quickly charged in their direction.
When he approached the couple the man realized he was being challenged, so he put his hands in the air as if he were under arrest, but Mr. Gander was already in hot pursuit.
Everyone around the lake, including me, started laughing as this poor man kept shouting for help and backing away from his attacker. While the rest of the duck family squawked, the guy shouted and raised his fists as if demanding a fair fight from the creature, who continued his advance until he chased the guy down the sidewalk.
Then, later that morning, the weirdest thing happened, I was sitting in a boring history class, (reading a novel,) when I heard squawking again, only this time, I was in a classroom, so the honking, feather flapping argument, must have sounded like rocket fire in the hallway.
The classroom had three hundred theater style seats and two double doors at the entrance, so the students, including me, sitting in the seats near the entrance, could hear someone outside shouting, "Let go of me, ouch, let go of me," followed by more squawking and honking, until the double doors to the classroom blasted open, and the same man was running from the daddy duck I saw earlier that morning.
I was astonished- How was this possible? Had this poor fellow been battling this duck since their war began? Then, instead of rescuing their fellow student, everyone began climbing to the top seats to get away from the dangerous creature; that was doing his best to sink his head low enough to nip the man's heels and balance his wings at the same time.
The man ran up the row of seats with the daddy duck in hot pursuit nipping his ankles... while students were shouting, "Did you forget to give him bread?"
Finally, someone latched onto both man and duck, and the situation came to a screeching, honking, feather flying halt, leaving an entire classroom of students laughing hysterically.
This daddy ducks behavior that morning was one of the most valuable lessons I've ever learned without having to pay a penny or endure a consequence.
And the lesson was; there are strict rules when it comes to ducks; you should always bring bread, and never, interrupt a Daddy ducks, breakfast, lunch, or dinner.

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Sandee said...

Unless you have a gun then you have duck for dinner. Just saying.

What a cute story. I can see this happening quite easily. You just can't mess with ducks very much at all.

Have a terrific day. Big hug and lotsa lovies. :)

Speedcat Hollydale said...

Sandee! .... LOL

Great story, and I hope you get back on your feet. Hugs from Speedy :-)

Dawn Drover said...

A crazy computer, hackers and the flu! You've had a tough time of it :(

Your duck story was funny. I was chased by ducks a couple of weeks ago... I videotaped as I ran! My offense? I didn't bring any bread!!!

Luvs ya!

Anonymous said...

Glad you are back - I was chased by a swan - big mean tempered old things they are!

Daisy said...

We have a whole family of ducks that sometimes go onto our patio. They poop all over everything! But I still like watching them.

A Lil Enchanted said...

I'm glad you're back Annie!.... very cute story :)

A Lil Enchanted,

Unknown said...

Annie, would you please get well and stay that way. We miss you terribly when you are gone. Very cute story, I enjoyed that. If anyone has ever been attacked by a duck or goose then you know how scary it can be. I would have laughed my butt off at that poor guy.

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What a bright and colorful blog. Congrats!
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Anonymous said...

I do hope you are well and just experiencing computer ills and not any other kind. {{Huggiez}}

Finding Pam said...

Hi Annie! It is great to see that you are back on your blog.

This is a cute story and I loved how you told it. I can just see that daddy duck chasing that man.

I hope that you are fine. I am up late because I can't sleep for my back is hurting.


Medica Corner said...

hehehe great story I enjoy it

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Russ said...

Hope you are feeling better Annie.It seems like everyone is sick.That man was lucky it was a duck after him and not a goose.

Sandee said...

Okay Annie...where are you? You had the flu and were sick, but that was a long time ago.

Dawn has left you messages that you've not responded to.

I hope all is well. Just a lot worried.

Big hugs and lotsa lovies. :)

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Sandee said...

I hope you and yours have a very Happy Thanksgiving.

Big hug and lotsa lovies Annie. :)

Jason said...

This is a great site you have here. I found it from a friend's site. I have a blog myself which attempts to bring inspiration and guidance to people all around the world. I was wondering if we could do a link exchange so we can spread some traffic around between each other.


Speedcat Hollydale said...

Hi Annie, I am over here listening to music. ALL THE WAY over in Hollydale.

(( love that song ))

It is surely my song of the day too .....


ipod headphones said...

Chilli and chocolate or fish and chips or onion bhaji or crispy duck or builders breakfast or cajun squirrel?

Grampy said...

Annie I hope you are not ill.I want to wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

Las Vegas Overview said...

How much ya wanna bet that Lame Duck Big Daddy Bush pardons all the Enron thieves?

cornyman said...

Merry Christmas, Annie, to you and your loved ones,

hope everything is fine, no response since a long time and no drops in my inbox, too :(

Anonymous said...

Annie: Hope you are well and having a Merry Christmas

Critterttrail said...

Very cautinary tale. You'd better never mess with the Big Daddy Duck or you risk to turn into his breakfast. Congratulations for the nice blog and good stories!

Drycleaners said...

Maybe I will do the usual coffee and breakfast, and then do a picnic for lunch and feed the ducks at the lake while we are there. I also need to get her a card. One of those cards that say I love you and the kids..

JocuriArcade said...

I do hope you are well and just experiencing computer ills and not any other kind.

SleepBarn said...

that means that the daddy ducks breakfast must be special. just looking into your funny story. its nice.. :) hope i could be a good story writer for my kids or a story teller..


hamster cage said...

This is an incredibly amazing sotry. Cant mess with them ducks. haha

Arlen said...

This cannot really work, I feel so.
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