Meet Lazarus. Many of you have heard of this crazy duck that we named Lazarus. While we were fishing, he was standing on his head. He could be a little slow from the time he choked on an acorn (and we thought he was dead) or from the time Jim tossed him into the woods via shovel (because we thought he was dead) or from the time Collins dropped a basketball on him ( and we were pretty sure he was paralyzed). Anyway, I think he is here to stay because when any new ducks arrive, he is rather cruel and pretty good at running them off.
1 comments:
ha! well at least you named him appropriately!
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