No, I don’t believe it! He was so quiet, always kept to himself, never made any trouble!
Okay, maybe they could be a bit dapper at times.
And they were certainly graceful in flight.
But in hindsight I know now that there were moments when had I been more alert I might have suspected a kind of Jekyll & Hyde scenario underneath that placid exterior.
Like when one of them had been drinking and began to flash in public.
Or got a nasty mean look in their eye.
Momma Went a-Whorin’
A mallard duck down at Lake Morton left her 6 chicks to fend for themselves and sneaked off into the bushes for a quickie.
An alert otherwise bible-spouting law-abiding heron couldn’t believe his luck. With a snatch so swift & savage I didn’t even have time to grab my camera, suddenly there were only 5 kids.
Momma was breathin’ heavy and didn’t pay no attention. But after watching the nice heron greedily gulp down the first duckling I quickly positioned myself close to the action and was ready for the second assault.
When the mallard duck finished humpin’ in the bushes, her parenting chores, thanks to the polite heron in the grey flannel suit who always kept to himself & never made any trouble, had been cut in half.