I want some ducks. I blame Joshie Trash Talker.
See, he has just bought his first house and he wants ducks because ducks are cuter and cooler than chickens, and yet, they still make eggs. I eat a lot of eggs and I love animals.
So, I announced this to Wendy this morning, as I fried up three scrambled, that when we get home this August, I want to get some ducks.
“So we’re going to have ducks and Guinea Pigs?”
I don’t know where the Guinea pig idea came from but when we were in Ecuador it’s a common food. They have little pens for them and all they need is grass and water. Since it’s perpetual spring in Ecuador grass is easy to come by. Once they get big enough you skin them and grill them. I found them quite tasty.
“That’s a great idea. I can move the cage around on the lawn and I won’t need to mow.”
“They have to come inside in the winter though.”
“Nah, that’s when we’ll harvest them.”
“Sure, we’ll have a big feast. We’ll invite all our friends and family. They’ll love it. We’ll have duck eggs and Guinea pigs. Hmm… Maybe duck, duck eggs and Guinea pig! What a feast!”
“Yeah, your family will love that.”