Big @$$ Bird

For our first day of the strike, we went on a nice long bike ride. First we went to the mall to check out the pet store. After that, I decided a ride through the University campus would be nice. I had a sack of old bread with to feed the ducks by the pond near our house. But (un)luckily we found water and ducks near campus. Sure, let's feed these ducks, and look, swans! How FUN!

Never EVER stop and get off your bike near a swan. That thing saw the bread bag and rocketed up the shore. I had to throw a chunk of bread one way, and run the other. I told Pete to stay in the cart, and I moved us away a bit to buckle him back up and close the top. The things came after me again, fast. I even used my very best baaaaad doooooog voice to no avail. I told Pete, hold on cause I can't strap you in right now, and we took off.

Its neck was like at least 5 inches in diameter, and he was as tall as my shoulders. And with the black around his eyes he was just menacing.



Back at home, safe and sound, we chilled out on the back deck. Pete is modeling his new rain boots. I opted for the crocks. They are super lightweight, and are tighter around his ankles so they don't slide off when he runs.