The Day my Ducks Rode the Pelotonia

On a sunny Saturday, some weeks ago, I made my way to Sunbury with ducks in mind.The duck’s previous owner, a gentle soul, met me at the gate, along with a passel of slightly aggressive miniature pigs. With the ducks safely secured in “Bubba,” our beat up, old, high top wheel chair van, that is … Continue reading The Day my Ducks Rode the Pelotonia