My Night With Swifty
I had been sick all day with the continuing post nasal drip thing AND, I think, allergies. I had used up 4 boxes of Kleenex in the last two days and decided to go to the store for more. On my way up Nall towards Sh. M. Parkway (a route I NEVER take, a little ball of yellow fluff ran in front of my car. I easily missed him, but decided I had to rescue him or he'd be squished on the street.
I parked off Nall and ran to find him. He was in a yard and was fairly easy to corner and pick up. I headed towards the creek, but couldn't find any ducks. I thought I heard ducks down the creek, so I let him go in the water....a nice little walk. I patted his behind and he would swim off only to return. I decided I would take him to Animal Control at the Mission Police Station. The policeman on duty told me that they don't take wild thangs...try the Med Vet.
Off I go to the Med Vet a few blocks away. They don't take wild thangs either, but would keep him overnight and call a wild animal place the next day. They also told me he was too big for a duck and that he was probably a goose. He was so cute whatever he was.
I handed him over and there is my tail/tale.
I made it to the store an hour and half later...bought two 4 packs of Kleenex and some Zyrtec and drove home.
Have a good life Swifty.