Splish Splash

You have no idea how dirty it is inside the typist’s fanny pack where I ride. I think she stores dirt in there in case she needs to bury someone quickly.

So I got dirty. I needed a bath.

I got the bubble bath ready.

I inspected the sink. It’s almost as dirty as the inside of the fanny pack. The typist swears it’s clean, just “stained” and has a pattern. Riiiiiiiiiiiiight.
Maybe she was right; I got clean in the bubble bath.
I got to do the backstroke too.
When I got out of the bath, the typist helped me floof up my feathers. Ta da! I felt much better.

I think I like taking a bubble bath. I don’t even have to wear my lifevest in there.

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5 Responses to Splish Splash

  1. Inigo Flufflebum and d'Artangan Rumblepurr says:

    George, honestly… mummy laughs SO much at your posts. She wants you to marry Baby Duck so you can live here.

  2. susan says:

    I loved this post, and George, i am glad you are clean. You are one cool duckie.

  3. Boris Kitty says:

    U iz a berry gud swimmer. Luv da shot of you doing da back stroke!

  4. flicka47 says:

    Ah,George! What a great story. Loved you checking out the sink,& then doing the backstroke!…snicker…

  5. George The Duck says:

    Flufflebum and Rumblepurr – Um thank you. I'm not sure I'm the marrying type of duck, though.

    Susan – Thank you. It does feel much nicer to be clean.

    Boris – Can you do the back stroke too?

    flicka47 – *ignores the snicker* Well I have learned to swim a lot better recently.

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