Feeding the Ducks

We got bored one Saturday afternoon, so we decided to head down to the local IGA on the South Side, buy a loaf of bread and then head to Riverfront Park to feed the ducks.

When we got there we found some kids already feeding them... in the water. The kids were in the water. Not bad until you see the water, and since this is the hot spot for the birds, you know that the bottom is just covered in bird poop. Disgusting. What's even worse is that the kids didn't really have brains. They would throw bread at the ducks, but the bread wouldn't go very far. So, the kids waded in farther to get closer to the ducks. Anyone who has fed ducks knows that ducks are stupid and the closer you get to them the farther they want to get back. So as the kids waded in deeper the ducks moved out, and so it went until the kids were up to their thighs in mucky, nasty, duck poop water.

We had our own game plan. Since the ducks clearly didn't want to eat the nasty soggy bread that these kids were throwing out because they were scared we plopped down in the grass and started throwing bread in the water where we were. A few ducks came over, and in the end we lured all of them to our location. We even managed to draw them out of the water by throwing bread on the beach (of poop).


As we fed the ducks we noticed that Izzie wasn't using the bread in the proper manner. She was eating it, and she kept eating it.




Ducks.


Izzie.


When all our bread was gone we just hung out and watched the smart girl that joined us feed the ducks. Izzie thought it was fun to run from us to the ducks and then back, so she did that a few times.



And that was it. We headed home and took a nap.