Ducks in Diapers, Duh

Who would've believed this?  Not me, that's for sure.  See this?  This is a picture of me in  diapers.  Duck. Diapers.

















Theo had one on as well... here's a close up of his:

Even Our Dog couldn't believe it...

Mom put this thing on me, after much protest on my part, and I just stumbled around like I had drunk too much gooseberry wine!  I twitched, fluttered, flapped and staggered around.   Finally, I just gave Mom my most withering look and sat down in protest.  I didn't like it. No. Not at all.  Then I notice this silver thing on the back that seemed to hold the whole contraption together (safely pin) and I started to work on it.  Thinking. 'if I can just open this thing....'

Now, Theo, well, he wore that diaper like he'd been hatched wearing it!  What a baby hatchling.  He was just waddling around, happy as a clam.  (Does anyone know if clams are happy?)  Truth be told, he was kind of making me look like such a drama duck.  I decided I'd better make a go of it.  I did pretty well after that.  And darned, if that rig didn't work.  We both had poo in our diapers when Mom took them off.  Poo that would've been on the floor - that Mom would've had to clean up, if we hadn't had the diapers on.  So, I guess, if we want to be able to spend some inside time with our family, we'll just have to get used to the silly things.  It's worth it to be able to watch some TV with our flock.