November 27, 2007

Rhonert Parquoia


"I remember like it was yesterday.", our humble narrator begins " That fateful afternoon the ducks descended upon us."


Mum and I were taking luncheon along the arboretum.


Their billed scouts tentatively approached.


I launched into my famous Rock-em-Sock-em routine, but, alas, the feathered fiends had us surrounded.


When you can't beat 'em join 'em.