Why stay with the ducks.

There are times in my life where I find living very difficult - too many decisions, too much negativity from outside, not enough choices, too many restrictions, not enough money, too much pressure, stress.  This is where the ducks come into their own.  They are just there, they happily exist exactly as they are.  Looking at them relaxes me and talking to them takes out some of the stress I may be experieincing.  They don't ask for anything, they don't expect anything, they don't need feeding, no money has to be expended on them at all. 

If travelling with them they are just the same.  Never asking if they are there yet, happy to be shoved in the suitcase at the last moment, happy about being at the bottom of my handbag to be pulled out at any time that a photo opportunity comes along.  They don't fuss about the restaurants they should be going to, the food they can't eat, the jet lag, the boredom of airports, that they have finished the books and want more. 

Ducks are fun.  My ducks make me smile when I come home.  They listen to me more now that there is a female duck amongst them.  They are never angry; never complain about the dinner I have cooked or, quite often, not cooked; always allow me to read a book instead of doing the housework; don't nag if I haven't been to the supermarket.

Ducks keep their political opinions to themselves and don't expect me to vote the way they do (if they voted that is).  They don't raise their eyebrows about my spiritual beliefs (that is if they had eyebrows).  They don't fuss if I have had too much to drink when I am out with friends.  They look as if they sympathise with me next morning when I don't feel quite so bright.

All in all they are damm fine company to have for a single girl who lives on her own.

This is why I want to stay with the ducks.