Feeding the hungry

A couple of weeks ago Rocky and I discovered a little pond by our house. It is where the ducks live. The first time we went there we didn't have anything to feed the ducks with so I made a mental note to feed them next time we had some time. Well that time was yesterday. We made the little walk to the pond to discover only two ducks. I was so sad. I figured they must have migrated. So we pulled out the bread for the two ducks there. That was the ticket. It was like the ducks could smell it and they were there in seconds. They flocked like crazy and at a point I was a little nervous thinking that we might be attacked. I befriended a duck that I quickly called friend. He would wait patiently in front of me until I gave him some bread. It was so cute. He would eat it out of my hand. Rocky befriended two ducks that were brave enough to jump up and grad the bread out of his hand. We called them "jumper."

Flying to feast

Waiting for bread

Hand fed

Rocky attended his first OSU game. He said that it wasn't the best game but the band was awesome.


I'm loving my new job. I'm a secretary/surgery scheduler for a Urologist at OSU.