The Honking Duck

The honking duck is clearly Kodie's favorite and most annoying toy. Anytime she feels her time would be better spent on a walk she grabs her honking duck, gets it good and soggied-up, lays it on my leg and proceeds to honk it like a crocodile with Bell's Palsy. I, of course, am blessed with both the delightful sound and the slippery vibrations on my knee.

Lately Kodie has been extra protective of her honking duck. She runs lickety-split for it as I settle into one room or another. If the cat nears the duck she flies to its rescue and keeps it close. So close in fact, that she brings it to her bed with her at all times.

Perhaps it's the change of the season. Perhaps it's a "motherly" love. Perhaps it's my threats to make it fly south for the winter.