July 11, 2014 – I had a visit from the ducks this afternoon. They waddled down from their house to request a business meeting.
“Howdy, quacks!” I greeted offering them a place to chat under the shade of a hemlock tree. “What’s on your minds this fine day?”
The bluish looking one with the white bib was the first to speak.
“I don’t know if you remember meeting us, but I’m Leisl, this is Merida, and that’s Eustace. We’re not ducklings any longer as you can tell and we feel its time for us to get to work.”
“Get to work?” I questioned.
“Yes,” Leisl replied. “Like all of you. You know… sell a product, make some money, become entrepreneurs.”
Well this is interesting.
“I think that’s commendable,” I said, “but I’m still confused as to how I play into this.” Obviously it was too late to have them join pullet camp, not that enrolling ducks would go over well with our school board – Addie, Bo and Emaline.
“We want in on the brewery,” Eustace stated plainly.
“Yes, we do!” Merida said jumping in with her two cents worth. “We are smart, we are personable and we are very good at learning new things.”
You could have knocked me over with a feather.
“I’m sure that you are all of those things,” I began, “but it’s called the Happy Chicken Brewing Company, not the Happy Chicken and Duck Brewing Company. Can’t you open your own business?”
“And sell what?” asked Leisl.
“I don’t know…” I pondered, “Duck Tape?”
The three of them huddled off to the side, quietly quacking back and forth. I don’t speak a lot of duck, but I’m fairly certain I heard the phrases, “Let’s Google it!” and “I’m starving!”
“Thank you, Happy,” Leisl said when their mini sidebar broke up. “You have given us something to think about. How much do we owe you for the consultation?”
Wow, these ducks really are business minded.
“Eh… just put it on my bill,” I teased. Three blank faces stared back at me. “I’m joking! It’s called duck humor! You’ll hear that one a million times in your life. Listen – you’re family. Let me talk to the flock and see if we can arrange a mutually beneficial deal. I can’t promise a change in the company name, but maybe we can share our building and you can create you own product unique to ducks.”
They seemed thrilled with my suggestion and left the chicken yard to scoop up slugs behind the shed. Oh boy. Now I have to follow through and talk to the others. This may be a double pina colada night!