There appears to be competition in the affection of Jamie. Last night, I introduced my second child, Lily Ana (17), to Miss Duck. Around three o-clock in the morning Lily races into my room to say Jamie was quacking loudly. Immediately, I suggested she to see if there’s a predator near by. Back in a flash, Lily returns with a duck in her arms telling me there wasn’t a predator, but she is cold and lonely. And maybe a little scared from the hoot owl.
Then Lily wants me to get the duck situated for the evening in her room. I cannot lie, I told her she was on her own! If she wanted the duck to sleep in her room, she would have to be the one to take care of her for the evening!
As I was leaving for work at 6:30 AM, Lily phoned to ask what she should do with Jamie. I suggested she put Jamie in the run, because she will need water to drink and dip in, and food. I’m not sure where Jamie is now.
I’ll admit, Jamie does look like she is smiling!
Interestingly, I didn’t hear a peep out of the Jamie the rest of the night. It took Pepper a while to settle down though, but the duck was fine. All the more reason to know she was someone’s pet. Still, I hope no one claims her.