Monday, June 4, 2007
I touched an unborn duck
I was at the lake over the weekend and it was lovely as usual. We often find objects in the lake like golf balls and fish them out. I saw a "golf ball" at the bottom of the lake, but couldn't get it with my foot, so I went underwater to pick it up. Now, for those of you that wear contacts you know that opening your eyes underwater is never a good thing, so I picked up the little white ball with my eyes shut. "Hm, this is smooth for a golf ball," I thought. "Must've been down here for the winter," I continued. "LOOK! I found a golf ball!" I shouted to Nana. She says, "I think that is a duck egg!" "WHAT?!?!?!?!" I yell, and proceed to THROW the egg like it is going to bite me or something. I was totally grossed out by the fact that I touched an unborn duck egg (or WHATEVER kind of animal egg that was). Hopefully I will not get the bird flu. Ick.