“Then one spring day, everything changed. A little lost duckling ambled through the front gate and walked right up to Duck. What’s this? wondered Duck. It had a bill like a duck and feet like a duck. But she had never seen such a small duck before, or one so yellow and fuzzy.”

“Then one spring day, everything changed. A little lost duckling ambled through the front gate and walked right up to Duck. What’s this? wondered Duck. It had a bill like a duck and feet like a duck. But she had never seen such a small duck before, or one so yellow and fuzzy.”

— Randy Cecil