There’s a lot chasing in my life these days.
Had to chase that pig around the barn a bit yesterday – and by the way, pigs squeal! it’s not a myth or an exaggeration or in any other way untrue – and then had to chase a duck around a bit in the evening.
Chasing a duck, particularly in the bushes, is no easy task. They can move rather quickly in the underbrush. I cannot.
I just realised each of the ducks has a particular personality, and the one I had to chase is just absolutely terrified of me. The leader, not so much. He (or she? who knows? who can tell?) in fact likes a good back rub.
Anyways, moral of the story is that ducks are quicker than they appear. If you have to chase one…good luck.