Ducks

We were back after attending a wedding in Powell, Wyoming and two days sight-seeing in the Yellowstone National Park. We decided to take a walking in the neighborhood before getting dark. Victor became excited after we mentioned feeding the wild ducks in the pond. We brought some bread.

"Are we allowed to feed the wild duck?" Yang asked.

"We will do it anyway." All of us answered.

When we arrived, to our disappointment, the small pond was empty today, not a single creature.

We were about to leave when three young people approached the pond, two ladies and a men. One lady carried something. It looked like they were here feeding the ducks too. They looked disappointed when looked at the pond. I wanted to initiate a conversation with them about the ducks.

To my surprise, I noticed that the lady carried a big rock. The other two persons carried a couple of rocks. We left quickly and quietly. I heard three of them threw the rocks into the pond. It looked like they wanted to scare the ducks. But with the rocks that big, they might injure them. We were glad that the ducks had left.

Till next year.