Given that he is trying to look super cool and has no hair – I am assuming the male pronoun. You see him in his new habit. Bobbing, swirling, and swaying he can’t do time but most certainly can provide the current temperature in the hot tub. We found him hanging on the wall encased in a blister pack at the Jacuzzi store. He definitely looked like he needed out of there and didn’t mind traveling home with me accompanied by the resupply stock of pH and Cl needed to maintain the jacuzzi which is being held up by our back deck.
But after watching him trying to hide under the half cover, I decided he was shy and needed friends.
The other ducks, as it turned out, might have functioned well as a youth fundraiser courtesy of the Vienna Hilton Hotel but wanted nothing to do with bobbing around and providing either friendship or entertainment. What I also suspected turned out to be true
had managed to fall from the windowsill and hide in the bed where he was warm, dry and most comfortable.
Moving on – the view from the dining room –