ok, that's uncalled for...

...so the wind is blowing really hard, so you move the BIG PLASTIC OWL off of the dock because, let's face it....when the wind knocks him over his head comes off and then you run the risk of the owl head blowing into the pond -not good.
So, you move him to the carport, where he sits amongst last fall's remaining pumpkins and every time you look out there you think there's a cat sitting in the middle of the pumpkins but it's not - it's the BIG PLASTIC OWL.
Anyway - so the dock is unprotected and the ducks come and sit on the dock at night and they leave - well, we've talked about that BUT THIS TIME they have left a gift!
Trouble is, after Will takes this picture and we all have a good laugh, he puts it in with the eggs in the icebox, and I don't know which one is the duck egg and he won't tell me. So, I have to examine the container of eggs and look at them carefully. Not that I mind eating a duck egg, necessarily,l and it is awfully fresh, no doubt - I just would like to know, that's all!