I don’t care if you imprinted on me, I’m not even a duck! I don’t even waddle — well, maybe after a big meal, but still you can’t just… Oh all right, I’ll take you to the pond, but just this once.
Look, I’m Not Your Mom!
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Duckitty!
I have no picture or video or whatever with this post.
I can’t get the image, either. ? I’m sure it will get fixed.
I didn’t get the picture but you can see it if you click on the (Imgur) link below the non-existent photo. Here it is.
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Sorry about the image! I just corrected it, so it should be visible now. Thanks for calling this to my attention.
What a gorgeous marmie!
This reminds of the Doctor Seuss book : “Are You My Mother?”
I LOVE that book! But it’s by P.D. Eastman, not Dr. Seuss.
(It is an I Can Read it All by Myself book, though.)
Oops, (thanks, Ricky’s mom) it has been so many years since I’ve read that book and it was among my Dr. Seuss books, so I presumed it was by him. But that leetle duckie reminds of that poor birdie trying to find his mother. Guess I was lucky and didn’t have a problem seeing the picture.
I went over to Imgur but glad to see it working now.
Weird. It still won’t show up for me.
Doesn’t show up for me either. I’m assuming there are some privacy/anti-tracking settings in my browser interfering with the link. It has started doing that with other links as well. I just have to figure out the right balance of what trackers to allow and which to exclude.
But I can go to Imgur and see the image, so I’m not completely deprived of the qte!
I could see it in my email, but I can’t see it on the page. I assumed it was because of my work’s filters, but I just realized I’m seeing the little “broken image” icon on a gray box; normally I would either just see the gray box, possibly with some kind of system message in it indicating that it’s blocked, or a blank white space, if the filter was catching it (and I think Imgur normally works here, too).
I too get the broken link image.
“Now let’s go get your water wings – never mind, I see you’ve already got them on!”
I was at a picnic at a friend’s house when down the hill came a guy behind whom was a little duckling trying so hard to keep up with him! IT had imprinted on him and followed him everywhere! I thought he was a bit of a clod to walk so fast – I can still see that little creature running as fast as it could!
Ya, I think the term clod is being polite. And I bet he wonders why he is single.