Another weekend adventure involved taking Margaret to the Boathouse in Forest Park for Sunday brunch (because where better to go in the depths of winter than a boathouse, you know?)
While there, Margaret made the acquaintance of some ducks.
She got her wires a bit crossed, though, and instead of feeding them tried to eat Leo.
Leo had taken her out to see and feed them earlier, and had absentmindedly handed her some bread to give them. The bread didn’t make it to the ducks.
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