My morning started with me meeting Monster sitting on top of the #4 Duckies’ house. The one with Mother Duck sitting totally oblivious inside on her unhatched eggs.
Monster had some sort of hammock affair.
He looked very comfortable.
And my day had just started.
Later, I noticed that Monster had moved house. He had now taken up residence on #2 Ducky House.
I was slightly fearful for the roof which is clinging on at the best of times but comforted myself that I had been holding it down with rocks anyway.
No one seemed to mind, which was all that really mattered.
Traffic in and out continued unabated.
We had a little chat about today’s choices.
I think it went in one ear and out the other.
I felt ignored.
I am telling myself that Monster is not interested in any new little tiny ducklings that will appear any second now.
I tell myself he hears voices in the wall, which is more likely, and he is biding his time.