Why I need a pet…

Because without one I am slowly turning into a crazy duck lady. One who sits in the yard, speaking to them in my “kitty voice” and trying desperately to get the babies to follow me inside. It’s not healthy, I tell you. At least they let me pet them, which is far more than I can say about the stray cats I also spend my time attempting to lure into the house.  Although between the two it’s probably a toss up as to which one carries more diseases. It’s about time we get a puppy I think. Either that or one day hubs might come home to a house full of ducklings and feral cats. Can’t say I didn’t warn him.

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