No! Duck Season!

I'm sitting there reading my New Yorker and some funny, obviously injured duck creature is "flying" across 26th. So I gets me my gloves and a box with a lid and go duck hunting. Some Stock Show people help me put him in the box and I call up the Greenwood Wildlife Rescue in Longmont. I can bring him in at 9 a.m. tomorrow.

It's a Hooded Merganser.

He's really pretty and maybe bleeding a bit but his eyes are clear and I think he's got a better chance in my laundry room than with the cars and fox.

I hope he makes it.