The story of how we have a pet duck is rather a sad story. About four months ago, we were driving up to some relatives house for a special occasion. On the way there, about half way to be exact, there was some commotion up on the road ahead. It was a family of ducks that had started to walk out in the middle of the freeway, unfortunately all of Huck's siblings were hit. When driving past, my father realized that one of them was still moving and so he slowed down, in the middle of the freeway and stopped traffic to catch this little baby duck that had survived. He brought him into the truck and from then on we had a pet duck. We did try and release him at a nearby pond where there are other wild ducks. He flew off and we thought we would never see him again, but to our surprise, here he comes swimming up to us and stayed with us never going back towards the other ducks and so we took him back home. He lives with us still happily.
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