There's a Killer On the Loose

   Sunday morning our assistant pastor's wife brought us over a little present. She had been promising this for a few months now, but then stopped mentioning it for a while. We figured she had forgotten about it and I have to admit, we weren't too broken hearted. But apparently she remembered yesterday because I walked outside and she was coming up the stairs and in her arms was...a baby duck. Like this:

Of course it was so stinkin' adorable...what are we going to say? "Sorry, but you'll have to take this back to the market." Actually, that is what Bro. Dad told her in a little bit nicer words. I guess she thought he was joking because the duck stayed. So it tweeted (or what is the noises baby ducks make? They don't quack...) allll day before church, then allll night after church. His reward was he got to sleep outside.
    All of Sunday I was too busy to take a picture of it. I had planned on doing it today, in the daylight, outside. Well, this morning we pull out a big bowl of water put the duck in it, and ooooh, it was so cute! He swam around and washed his beak. The whole time we're watching the duck, Bro. Dad is saying, "How can we get rid of this thing?"
I went downstairs to get my camera in the church and when I came up the dogs were inside. Long story short...
Bro. Dad had to pry precious little Beau's mouth open and Nicole had to reach in and pull the duck out of Beau's throat by its tail feathers. Yes, throat. He was apparently going to swallow the thing whole.

   Needless to say, the little guy is now in ducky heaven. Austin is a little traumatized by the whole ordeal, as he had a front row seat. I went outside earlier and was petting Beau. Austin looked down his nose at me, and said (in a totally condescending voice), "I CAN'T believe you're petting him." Like I'm some kind of traitor. Well, excuse me, honey child.
After Beau had his fun, he continued sniffing around the kitchen like he was some kind of angel dog.
Like I said...I didn't get any pictures. This is the only picture I got that relates to the duck. He had left us a little gift in his swimming water and it was there even after little Duck had got thrown in the dumpster...

The culprit, moments after his almost-meal. 

See? Living in Mexico is just so exhilarating!