The Two Dummies

Two ducks made my neighborhood driving problematic last year. The couple- male and female- became middle-of-the-road fixtures. Their inconvenient residence disturbed many. Countless times, I was forced to play a game of chicken with ducks. These two always took their time waddling off quaking nonsense in their defeat. Every time I saw them ready to be road kill, I rolled my eyes and muttered “two dummies!”

This spring, the couple was back. While bigger, they remained as dumb as ever. As their annoying bird-brained road hogging continued, upon viewing, I have once again began to reflexively declare “two dummies!”

While talking to my neighbor in the park, the ducks came up in the conversation. After I finished complaining about the two dummies’ antics, he enlightened me.

As the ducks lived in front of his house, he was aware of their activities. He told me that the passing trucks and cars efficiently crushed the oak tree nuts. This made the nut’s inner meat accessible. The ducks were eating these acorns courtesy of their human operated mobile nut crackers. With this revelation, I left the park.

Now, when I look in the mirror, my new catch line is “One dummy!”

I guess you had to have been there.

Be well!!

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