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My husband and I were eating supper the other night when a Mallard Duck dropped out of the sky into our backyard. When I ran to a different window for a better look, I saw there were actually two males.
But they weren’t alone. They were fighting over a female and she was quacking mad about it.
They chased her around and around in circles, but she kept managing to get away from them at the last second. I think she can do better than these two clowns.
