Thank goodness Mallards don't mate for life

Ok, so I was feeling a little Tony Sopranoish today - I got emotionally attached to a duck.

I was at Albertson's buying some household supplies and was kindly helped out to my car by a guy named Carlos who noticed me struggling with my 15 lbs of organic apple juice (it was on sale). We had to wait while a car crept by, the couple inside pointing and smiling at a mallard drake (duck) wandering around expectantly in the parking lot. Craning its neck, it looked like it was looking for something that it lost.

"See that duck?" Carlos asked.

"Yeah." I inquired: "what's his deal?"

"Well, about 3 weeks ago, he was with a female duck in the parking lot with a bunch of little yellow babies - chicks. Well, anyway the female duck and the little ones got hit by a car, and you know...they all got killed."

"How heartbreaking" I replied.

"The crazy thing was that that duck wandered around in the spot where she got hit for two weeks, and would not leave. He was causing traffic problems and all the ladies in the store would come out and cry, and say how sad it was...yeah, it was sad, but he's a duck."

"Wow," I replied. "Do you know if Mallards mate for life?"

"Nah, I don't know. I sure hope not."

So, I had to come home and look it up. Mallards don't mate for life. It's Canadian geese (those Canadians were always more steadfast now, weren't they?)

Here's something I found while looking for an appropriate duck image - this catfish was caught in Italy with live eel as bait. Of course liars in Texas have claimed it (falsely) as being caught in Texas, but this has been proven false. Others have claimed it was caught in North Carolina. All's I gotta say is yowser, that's one biiiig fish.