Harlequin Duck Soap Opera

Mrs. H. was going about her business but keeping close to the Mister after such a hard migration.  The usual rigg-raff was in the neighborhood of course, but that was to be expected in NJ.  What she had not expected, afer all off this time, was a blip in her martial bliss.  And she most certainly did not expect it to come from Mister H’s roving eye.

the-other-woman

When a beautiful alluring Oldsquaw started hanging around; she paid her no heed.  She was gorgeous, it’s true, but Mrs. H. knew what Mister H did not.  Ducks that completely changed their look in winter were not to be trusted.  She had often wondered what they were hiding from.  Why the disguise?  She snorted to herself; with that ridiculous long tail, it wasn’t even much of a disguise.  She watched the Oldsquaw out of the corner of her eye.  A tiny voice murmured in her head. “Pale ducks have more fun.”  The first tendril of jealousy wrapped around her heart.

caught-looking

Then to her horror, she noticed Mr. H, actually looking at the pale beauty too.  She had thought that Mister H only had eyes for her. Her opinion of the entire Oldsquaw species changed in an instant.  How dare that hussy try to intrude!

harlequin-ducks-fighting

Mrs. H. flew into a rage.  After all she had done for him: the long flight; the nest building; bringing up the ducklings by herself.  How dare he look at another female.  What to Mr. H. had only been an idle glance, had tightened the tendril of jealousy of his mate.  Mr. H. had seen a side of  her that he had not known existed.  He hastily reassured the Mrs. that she alone reigned in his affections.  She had the dark beauty that he preferred and he vowed to himself that even in the secret recesses of his heart he would never think of her as dowdy again.  The Oldsquaw flew off once the fighting started.  She had merely been separated from her clan after a particularly long dive.

harlequin-pair

Tranquility restored; the H’s paddled off  resume fishing.

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10 responses to “Harlequin Duck Soap Opera

  1. What a cute story! The photos tell it all, of course. That Mr. H sure learned his lesson, didn’t he??

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  2. ……….these are the days of our lives.

  3. Love this! You can’t help but imagine what drama might be playing out for the ducks. And Harlequins! Cool. You said you love ducks – me too! So beautiful.

  4. Oh, that naughty Mr. H! I guess that temptress Oldsquaw really brought out the green teal in Mrs. H.

    Great pics, Bev. Loved the narrative!

  5. Ah yes. Where else can those reality TV guys get their ideas if not from the real world? Great stuff!

  6. Huh. She should have dumped the guy and gone with the girl.

  7. Red

    Oh my goodness Bev! Seems like a plausible story line… got any more? LOL!

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