Duck update

For those of you who were as worried as I was...

There was major duck drama here at the library yesterday when we tried to catch momma duck. She, of course, flew over the fence. Then two of her duclings managed to jump the low wall but the others couldn't make it. Momma started taking off with what she had so we quickly lifted the others through the fence.

Then we "herded" them down the street a la Make Way for Ducklings by Robert McClosky thinking that we would walk them all the way to the river 'cause that is the closest water source. But momma duck had other plans and as soon as she could get under some parked cars she did.

Ever try to catch a duck. Quick little boogers.

Anyhow, we caught the babies, momma flew circles until we brought the ducklings back to the library hoping to get momma to land and be captured. No such luck.

The reason we brought them back to the library is because three of the ducklings had fallen down the storm drain and momma duck was coming back periodically to check on them while we were chasing the other nine and we were afraid she wouldn't follow us to the river if we went that way. Sadly we couldn't get to the missing three and I didn't hear them this morning.

So now the ducks are gone. I am going to assume that they made it to the river last night and are floating peacefully down the Ohio River. And I DO NOT want to hear otherwise!

We have a duck at our library.

One day she was wandering around the garden and the next thing we knew she was sitting on a nest with 10 little eggs all cozy and warm.

It's been cute to see everyone involved in duckness. There have been calls to local wildlife experts to try to relocate her. The lawn care guys were careful not to trim the grasses around where she has her nest. After the eggs hatched the garden area was closed so they would remain safe. Conversations always seem to come back to whether or not you've seen the nest, the eggs, or the ducklings. I even saw bread crumbs out there a couple of times.

Tomorrow they leave for their new home at a park with a big lake and lots of other ducks. They'll be happier and safer there but I'll miss the excitement a little. It was nice to have something sweet and neutral to talk about for awhile.

I believe in miracles...

Miracles DO happen.

Case in point. I received my grade in Cataloging this afternoon. This is the class that really kicked my rear 20 years ago so much so that I withdrew from the class with an incomplete instead of accepting a failing grade on my transcripts. I know I whined and moaned about it this semester too but in the end I made 97.8 out of a possible 100 for the class.

They should just hand me my degree now.

It's Saturday night and I am procrastinating. I am shamelessly using this blog to avoid proofreading the final project for my Cataloging class due on Monday. The problem is that I have read, reread, corrected and poured over this thing so many times that I really can't tell where the mistakes are any more. It all blends together into mush. My brain is mush. Or at least semi-mush.

This is the last hurdle I have to jump before being finished with this class that has given me 2 anxiety attacks, frequent heartburn, insomnia, and all around generally crabbiness for 15 weeks.

I see the end.

Back to jumping...

I love people.
If you watch them long enough they will do some really entertaining things.

Today in the library some younger gentlemen decided that they just couldn't wait for their next fix and they chose to smoke pot in the public restroom. Now you need to know that this particular men's restroom is located in our lobby right next to the desk occupied the police officer on duty. The officer definitely noticed the evidence in the air and the guys were caught (unfortunately not red handed enough to arrest).

Even funnier is when they sent custodial down to eliminate the odor they used baby powder scented something to clear the air.

Now it smells like we have a bunch of pot smoking toddlers running amok in the library.

Never a dull moment.