I was reading CNN last week and read about a duck that had been shot. The hunter had taken the duck home, put it into the refridgerator and that was that. Right. His wife opened it up two days later and there was the wounded duck alive and well. Quacking at her, probably saying, WTF?!

Anyway, today I see the same duck, having been taken to the veterinarians, now survived the doc’s table, after stopping breathing. That is one plucky, lucky duck.