My duckies decided they wanted to go joy riding this past weekend. They all jumped into my red wagon, make Purple Patrick Duckie the "Spokesduckie" and had him pitch the idea to me Saturday morning. They had already packed a huge lunch (you should see how these duckies pack away food!), they mapped out a few prime "Peak of Autumn" sites to see along the way, which included a few choice ponds for swimming, and all they need was my blessing.
I was a bit concerned having a bunch of young duckies going out on their own for a weekend joy ride, but they assured me they'd be fine. Patrick Duckie is an adult, he's a trained covert operative so he can protect them, and he does have his Red Wagon Duckie Driver's license, so at least I know they'd both ride and be safe.
I checked the tires, did a full inspection of the red wagon, gave them a pep talk about quaking to strangers and sent them on their way.
I somehow had a feeling there was a bit more to this than met the duckie eye, but I couldn't quite put my paw on it. I pulled Purple Patrick Duckie aside as everyone assembled on the front porch. I made Pink Minkie Duckie his second in command. In spite of her wise quack ways, she always had a smart head on her shoulders.
As I watched them pull away, I help my heart in my paw (figuratively of course) and prayed all would be okay. I hoped they had a great time, but at the same time, I hoped they would miss me terribly. Is that bad?
By Sunday night, they still weren't home, so I started reading a self-help book called "Raising Wild Duckies: Putting the Calm Back in your Brood" to see if I can reign them in a little bit. I know that "duckies will be duckies"...I mean, I'm the one that taught them how to hide in a Kleenex box and how to play "kitchen towel hideout". But two days of frivolous red wagon riding on these dangerous mountain back roads has me anxious. I finally got a text from Purple Patrick Duckie Monday night. He said they were all "fine" and would be home soon. He said they had a "surprise" for me too.
Do you think there might be an ulterior motive? That they had one this entire time? We ARE talking Purple Patrick Duckie after all. Let me know your thoughts friends.
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