my saturday morning began like this...
our sweet ducka seems to want to have her
freedom and her cozy home, too.
she has flown away several times,
once a couple weeks ago for almost 3 days,
but she keeps coming back.
the funny thing is that she
:: knocks ::
on the front door when she comes home.
we open the door, and in she waddles.
it's her house, after all.
we do love you, rosa,
and we're glad have you back.