A Watcher

I'm a duck watcher..
I'm a duck watcher..
watchings ducks go by..
my..my..my.

Some things never change..whether it is the human race, or in the world of ducks. The sly guy in the picture acts like he is looking straight ahead. But..he actually has his right eye WIDE open, and is checking out the female..and (careful now)..this is what he is thinking.

"Ohhh..I love the way that little filly shakes. She has to be the best shaker on this pond. I just love her under-wings. I know I have to nap and eat, but if she would keep shaking..I could watch for hours."

I hope it's his mate..proving that there's still a spark after 3 seasons together. Another way of looking at the scene is.. that's his mate in the background..and she is stomping off in disgust..and thinking.."DRAKES..can't live with them..can't live without them. What am I..chopped pate?"

After watching the male/female interchange..I could only think of one thing..Wouldn't it be great to have those eyes on the side of your head? The male of the species..HORN DOGS FOREVER!!