If It Quacks Like A Duck . . .

April 11, 2016 / The Thundering Herd /

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We are very firm believers in the phrase, “If it quacks like a duck, it is a duck,” even if Hu-Dad tries to explain that there is no duck.

Ducks. We hear ducks.
Ducks. We hear ducks.

We had a great Sunday afternoon walk in Carrier Park in Asheville, one of our favorite walking parks. As we were loading into the Jeep, we kept hearing this “Quack. Quack” sound. Qannik and Kiska were the most intent on finding our fowl little friend, but all we could see is a kid blowing into his hands while holding a blade of grass.

Hu-Dad tried and tried to explain that the noise we were hearing was coming from that kid, but he sure didn’t look like a duck to us.

Bummer. I can't find the duck.
Bummer. I can’t find the duck.

Qannik tired of the game, but Kiska might still be looking for the duck.

Where are you, duck?
Where are you, duck?

10 Comments

  1. Jean Burkhardt on May 4, 2022 at 4:10 pm

    Whoops-almost missed today’s Way Back Wednesday. The duck story is really funny and Kiska REALLY wanted that DUCK!!!!

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  2. Cheryl Seybert on May 4, 2022 at 3:37 pm

    Aww Kiska wasn’t giving up til she found that duck!! ???

    Reply
  3. Debbie & Miss Ruby on May 4, 2022 at 7:43 am

    Kiska photos are a favorite of mine.

    Reply
  4. Wild Dingo on April 12, 2016 at 12:27 am

    Maybe woo should take a taste test of the quacker just to confirm!

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  5. Melon on April 11, 2016 at 8:06 pm

    Hehehe!

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  6. Susan McManus on April 11, 2016 at 10:44 am

    Being the Chief of Security. Kiska can’t give up so easily

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  7. KJ Pierson on April 11, 2016 at 8:40 am

    Kiska, he’s hiding the duck from you. He wants it for himself!

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  8. Golden Daily Scoop on April 11, 2016 at 8:39 am

    We agree, must have been a duck! BOL!!

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  9. Zoe on April 11, 2016 at 8:08 am

    Roasted duck
    Peking duck
    I think there is a dinner request there for you lol

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  10. Lori on April 11, 2016 at 8:04 am

    Well as Chief of Security I’m sure Kiska is still on alert for the fowl little friend…

    Reply

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