The Natural Progression of Duck Hunting
See a duck.
Pursue a duck.
Kill a duck.
Errrrr...scare a duck away.
Give up on duck.
Roll in dirt instead.
Then suffer the consequences of your choices.
Frank HATES baths, but since he was so tired from his epic day of duck-hunting scaring, he obliged without a fight. We have our friend back until Sunday night while his parents visit Texas. We've missed our buddy, so having him around has been such a joy for us! Well, except for the fact that of course he refused to poop when Adam took him on a walk yesterday...but sure enough, when I did, he pooped enough for two...and my big ol pregnant self had to bend over and clean it up! C'mon Frank! That's just messed up.
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