Locked 'em Up!

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Well, I must say, the camping weekend went fantabulously, aside from some cooler nights and a bit more rain than we would have preferred. But hey, that's camping. Even when you have all the luxuries of home, or most of them, you still have to rough it at least a little bit, I suppose. On the way home, though, it turned out I had to lock up the breaks on the truck and camper-in-tow for what some might consider a rather ridiculous reason. A female mallard duck in the middle of the road. Call me a fool, but I just didn't have the heart to cream her just because, if I had any ability or control to avoid it. I don't like hitting animals. Any animal, and I will generally brake for them if it's possible to do it. Hey, it's a life. I feel I have a personal responsibility to preserve it, especially as an intelligent member of the top of the food chain. Even if my intelligence might be in question if I'd have lost control and totaled my truck and camper... For a duck. I'm just going to go on a bit of a stretch here and say, that in this particular moment in time, and perhaps for the first time in my entire natural life, have I been directly in the presence of... A real-life, lucky duck.