You’re a Mother Duck. You and your gang need help crossing the road. Who ya gonna call? No, NOT “Ghostbusters.” Call Officer Chad McGary of the Washington State Fish & Wildlife “Detachment 19,” (whatever that is.)
[Yeah, but…where are his stubby little wings?]
You’re not the only ones. KLUNK.
“Hi C.O., I hope this photo makes the cut for the ‘Yay winglets’ alone. P.S. – Isn’t it time we had a ‘downy juniors’ tag for our not yet feathered friends?” -Douri.
[OK. Now let’s take a look at those sentences. “Downy Juniors,” OK, I suppose that means fuzzy young guys. There’s your tag. But what does “Yay winglets” mean? Is that a UK thing? We have an email into Douri for clarification. -Ed.]
UPDATE! OK, here’s the “Winglets” thing.
“Happy body language – Winglets (you can’t call them wings) as if they were saying ‘Yay.’ Pictures taken in St. James’s Park, London, UK – the place of pigeon-eating pelicans and shamelessly greedy squirrels (recommended for anyone visiting London.)”
Can’t say that I recall Disney’s Duck Tales. Oh, it ran from 1987-1990? That must be why. Regardless of that fact, anytime you get a bunch of Fuzzy Little Ducks running around wearing hats….that’s Cute. (A new Rule?) Catchy song, too- sounds like Huey Lewis.
It seems Mom and her Mini Ducksters were waddlin’ along when PROBLEM they all drop through the storm grate. WHOOPS! However, a nice fellow comes along for the rescue!
Concord Paul & Barb, cooking out on Labor Day in the 925. (Update: stole Oakley’s header.)
So you have a mess of little ducksters wandering around near the barn, and it’s time to get ’em all inside. What do you do? Well, yell at ’em in Russian, of course.
From BuzzFeed via Andrew Y., who seems to be cheating on RN24.