Yesterday walking through Bideford there was a white pet runner duck. The owner of the duck was out collecting for charity with his pet duck. As we approached the duck, Boris was very excited and I was struggling to get his attention. The owner of the duck said that Boris was OK the duck came rushing up to Boris and he hid behind my legs. As we walked a way Boris did want to return and look at this duck again.
Aw, poor Boris. Obi sends his sympathy because he has to share a household with 14 ducks. On the plus side this means he gets to eat duck poo, steal duck food and score the occasional duck egg.
Pongo says what's a duck? (Pongo believes that the whole world is his friend so now he wants to meet a duck too)
