Sometimes dreams are our friends and sometimes
not. I awoke this morning full of indignation and
loaded for bear, marched into the kitchen, and the
“Why is it you can put postage on a duck and you
can buy duck stamps, but you can’t you mail a duck?”
I asked the wife.
She rolled her eyes and asked “What now?”
While planning our vacation I thought it made
sense to mail our pet duck early so she would be
there when when arrived and the Post Office
wouldn’t let me I said.
The wife rolled her eyes, gave me the look, and
stated we did not have a pet duck.
You mean somebody stole our duck I screamed.
She shook her head and told me we hadn’t taken a
vacation since the time we cruised our Riviera to
Disney World when our son was in grade school. He
is now in his mid-twenties.
I was shocked! We don’t have a pet duck?
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