OH…I FORGOT TO MENTION THAT WOODY IS OUR DOG. YES, HE CAN SPEAK BUT HE ONLY DOES SO WHEN WE ARE ALONE. HE LIKES TRAVELLING WITH US…ALTHOUGH HE HAS MISGIVINGS.
> On Apr 20, 2018, at 10:31 PM, SKEOCH <alan.skeoch@rogers.com> wrote: > > ICE STORM APRIL 16, 2018: STUCK WITH A DUCK > > alan skeoch > April 17, 2018 > > THERE have been better days…. April 16 was a bad day. The decision to go to the farm was an error in judgment I suppose. But then again, if > I had not gone then maybe the LITTLE DUCK WOULD BE DEAD and the house would be wrecked. > > > > “Alan, are sure the road is OK?” > > “Well Woody, I think we have a problem. Snow with a crust of ice on top that is thick enough > for us to walk on. Too thick, Woody, Can we get the truck n there. Two wheel drive but still > have the snow tires.” > > “Take a chance, Alan…turn in fast…cut a trail through the crust.” > > “Not going to make it, Woody…we are stuck…spinning tires…snow and ice up under the truck.” > > “What to do? Call Andrew, he might be somewhere nearby.” > > “Good idea. Ring Ring ring…,”Andy, Woody and I are in a bit of trouble….got the truck > stuck in the lane…ice storm is bad…Can you come up ro help?” > > > > “Give me an hour or so…take Woody into the house and I’ll get you out. You should have known better than to try > to ride on top of the ice….regular thing with you.” > > “Not all my fault…Woody said to take a run at it.” > > “Fine advisor, Dad…see you in an hour.” > > > > > > > > > > > “And it’s getting dark…sleet and ice coming down now. Road is as slick as a salesman’s blather, Woody. LOOK AT the old barn…belonged to > J..S. Woodsworth years ago. Really bleak looking today.” > > “Stop talking. Open the door…neighbour phoned Marjorie to say the power has been off all week end. I Just hope > the propane is firing away….” > > “Quite pretty, isn’t it Woody…the ice coating everything.” > <2oijBupjToKv0RmtQDRqDA_thumb_15ad.jpg> > > “Look at the bird house, Alan…loaded with ice.” > > > > “Open the door…my feet are frozen, Alan.” > > “There…we are now about to get warm….OH NO! WE HAVE HAD A BREAK IN!! BROKEN GLASS ALL OVER.” > > > > > > > “WHY WOULD a robber break all this glass?” > > “Not a robber, Alan, I hear something moving in the bathroom…maybe a raccoon…or coyote….” > > “Quiet , Woody, I Hear it too…close the doors…I’ll get a towel.” > > > > > “It’s a DUCK, Alan…must have come down the chimney in the ice storm…thought it was a hollow log.” > > “Woody, I am going too catch her if I can. Hope her wings are not broken…There she is…FLOP FLOP…Got her covered.” > > > > “She seems to be glad we came along Woody.” > > “Real heroes!” > > “Set her down on the verandah…see if she is going to be OK” > > > > “What kind of duck is she?” > > “Smaller than a Mallard…look at that odd crest on the back of herded….like a Merganzer maybe…small duck…maybe a Wood duck…Damn, Damn, > Damn…she looks like the same dick we had last year.” > > “Likes smashing glasses and dishes…entertainment until her mate arrives.” > > “There she goes…flying…not staying around to help clean up.” > > “Check the window…see if Andy is here yet.” > > > > > Bleak out there, Alan, I am going to curl up on my bed while you clean up the glass.” > > “Wish Marjorie was here…” > > “Why?” > > “She would do the clean up better than me.” > > “Andy is here, Alan.” > > “Good…I bet he give me another lecture. ” > > > > “Get in your truck, Dad, and put it in reverse…gently…my truck is on solid ice…need all the help we can get.” > > “Glad to see you, Andy.” > > “Never a dull moment, Dad…you seem to find pickles even in winer time. How is that torn Achilles tendon doing?.” > > “Just fine…” > > > > > > > > > “Great…we are now out, Woody…road is sheer ice though…can’t fool around.” > > “Did you tell Andy about the duck, Alan?” > > “Not yet…I am going send him a picture…sort of a thank you.” > > > > > “Where are you going, Andy…on foot?” > > “Now I have to get my truck in here with the trailer…” > > “Need help?” > > “No!” > > “I left a duck to give you a hand Andy” > > “A what?” > > “A LITTLE BROWN FEMALE DUCK…” > > > > “Sometimes I think my dad is nuts….Did he say Duck or something else?” > >
