<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:03:28.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ernies Rubber Ducky</title><subtitle type='html'>Life from the perspective of one rubber ducky</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-111454928324190099</id><published>2005-04-26T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T14:01:23.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good to be back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My human and I went on a long vacation.   We cruized most of the way around the world on a sailboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While rubber ducks don't normally take to sailboats, we have our own ducky means to get around (webbed feet sure help), this trip was quite enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been away from the tub so long I nearly forgot how to quack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hear the water running in the bathroom... there is no excuse for a rubber duck that is not ready to be ducky in the tub!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ErnieDucky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-111454928324190099?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/111454928324190099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/111454928324190099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111454928324190099' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-110126096978600975</id><published>2004-11-23T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T17:49:29.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quaaaack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a ducky day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't mind if I spread my rubber ducky wings and let out a relaxing quack.   You probably didn't know that rubber ducks really enjoy to do ducky things with their friends-- whether they be rubber ducks or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my human took me to visit a friend and we got to go swimming in a very cold lake for a while.  I'm used to nice warm ducky tubwater--- about 90 degrees or so.   A 50 degree lake is just not ducky!  Not ducky at all!  My rubber duck skin was starting to harden and if it was much colder I might have cracked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, we did come home to where it's nice and warm-- just ducky.   Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off for a warm tub swim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quack often,&lt;br /&gt;ErnieDucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-110126096978600975?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/110126096978600975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/110126096978600975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110126096978600975' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-109915023476984717</id><published>2004-10-30T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T08:30:34.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quaaaack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn, I promised myself that I'd write on here more often.   It's not good for a rubber duck to spend too much time away from the computer--- as computers are ducky, every rubber ducky knows that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's just water under my webbed feet--- or under my wings, so to quack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is ducky, what can I say.   I went to the store the other day and bought a book on how rubber ducks are cared for in various countries-- quite an eye opener.   I'm sure glad that this ducky is living here--- and not there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go for my stroll down the left side of the tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a quacker,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ErnieDucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-109915023476984717?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/109915023476984717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/109915023476984717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109915023476984717' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-109322318394531037</id><published>2004-08-22T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T18:06:23.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woa doh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, it's been months since I was on here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rubber Ducks are not known to be tardy in keeping everyone updated on their quacking adventures.   If I were just an ordinary rubber ducky it would be easy to keep this blog updated, but I've been having a ducky time doing tons of quacked up things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could make it up to my loyal readers I would...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More timely duckness to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a rubber ducky day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ErnieDucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-109322318394531037?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/109322318394531037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/109322318394531037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109322318394531037' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-108120996703415514</id><published>2004-04-05T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T17:09:51.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woa Be Quackeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April showers bring on those may flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is quacking weather!  Spring and quacks go together-- I'm sure you knew that.  Ask any rubber ducky and they will tell you (in their own quacky way) that the quacks are best for rubber ducks in the spring-- and April is the best time in the spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My human and I plan to go down to the river in a few days and get some early season duck swimming in.  This May there is to be a rubber duck race in our town and this rubber ducky is going to be in duckie shape to do well.  Hopefully I will win the race, or at least show up amongst the first ten ducks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to put more lotion on my webbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a quacker,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ernieducky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-108120996703415514?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/108120996703415514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/108120996703415514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108120996703415514' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-108018234360167264</id><published>2004-03-24T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T18:42:31.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woa Be Dohhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is in the air!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I went right to the patio and let out the first good quack of spring.  As a rubber duck, I felt it was my civic duty to quack-- and to let everyone know that spring has finally sprung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Punxetawny Phil was pretty close when he predicted spring would come after six weeks.... more like seven weeks, but that's close enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better run, my human wants to take a bath and I've got to get all the other rubber ducks in line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a quacker,&lt;br /&gt;ErnieDucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-108018234360167264?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/108018234360167264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/108018234360167264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108018234360167264' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-107903342099850455</id><published>2004-03-11T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T11:33:30.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woa Quack,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so great to be back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My human and I took a short vacation-- a short trip to Bali.   It's a really nice island in Indonesia.  The people we met there all loved rubber ducks.  I was ducky with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a full week in paradise.  But now it's time to get back to normal quacking and unpack our bags.  More quacks later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ErnieDucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-107903342099850455?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107903342099850455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107903342099850455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107903342099850455' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-107830445834531830</id><published>2004-03-03T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T01:03:57.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woa Be Doh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm a Quackin Ducky Dan-Dee....&lt;br /&gt;Quackin- duck do or die...&lt;br /&gt;A real live ducky of my Uncle Sams...&lt;br /&gt;Born in a tub last July....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quack a ding dat dat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question I've been asking my human is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who put the Quack in the Quack-de-quack-de-quack?&lt;br /&gt;Was it the same person that put the ram in the ram-a-lam-a-ding-dong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody seems to have the answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... time to hit some more quack juice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ErnieDucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-107830445834531830?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107830445834531830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107830445834531830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107830445834531830' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-107775999765605225</id><published>2004-02-25T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T17:49:27.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>QuuuuuaaaaaCCCCKKKk!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another exciting week.   Whew, I'm all quacked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wont believe what my human and I did this past weekend-- and first few days this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most rubber ducks never get to visit a real farm and get to see real live pigs-- UP CLOSE!   I got to ride on a pig!   Yea, a rubber ducky riding on the back of a pig!   And this wasn't a pig figurine, like the &lt;A href="http://www.pigcollecting.com/index.html"&gt;pig figurines &lt;/A&gt; at PigCollecting.com.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, this was a real live pig!  He squealed and oinked a bit at first, but once he got used to the feeling of my webbed feet on his back, he got calmed down and we had great fun meandering around his muddy wallow.   I quacked so hard my eyes nearly popped out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all I could say is that it was good there were no frogs around...  but that's another story.  Perhaps on another posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a rubber ducky day!  Quack Quack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ErnieDucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-107775999765605225?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107775999765605225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107775999765605225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107775999765605225' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-107701073310918078</id><published>2004-02-17T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T01:41:30.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quaaack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rubber ducky went to market--- and boy am I tired!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling great now that I got some lotion on my chapped beak.   It's hard to quack when it's all dry and tender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to run, my human wants to go outside and shovel some more snow.   I have to help supervise and inspect her shoveling.   Rubber Ducks are good at doing that sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a quack on me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ErnieDucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-107701073310918078?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107701073310918078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107701073310918078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107701073310918078' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-107648012348580774</id><published>2004-02-10T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T22:17:52.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wo doh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By golly it's been a while since I've reported on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't believe the week it has been.  It all started when my human bought a pair of &lt;a href="http://www.bestangelgifts.com/eagles/index.html"&gt;eagle figurines&lt;/a&gt; for a friend from work.&lt;br /&gt;The friend was Soooooo impressed that he took my human and me on a 'cruise to nowhere'.  We went exactly nowhere and landed back on the dock in NYC where we started the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nice way to thank someone for a gift!   That is a better gift than you'd get if you had some rubber ducks doing the giving.  Most rubber ducks are pretty stingy when it comes to gift giving-- just to let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My human partner got a really nice tan from those hours relaxing on the deck of the ship.   Sadly, she's now got to make up for all the extra food.  All I have to do is relax my quacker--- with all the noise of the ship, I had to quack much louder to get attention.   Quacking loud is oh-so-very-non ducky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, off to the tub!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ernieducky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-107648012348580774?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107648012348580774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107648012348580774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107648012348580774' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-107570918585820418</id><published>2004-02-02T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T00:08:43.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woh be doh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that it's nearly Monday already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've been doing too much quacking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you in on a secret that only us rubber ducks are supposed to know...   If you wash under your wings twice a day you float with your head further out of the water.   Even some ducks don't know that!  It's true.   Not to mention that the refreshing clean feeling is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, off to the corner of the tub to get some sleep while I can.  My human normally takes an early bath on Mondays and I need to be wide eyed and bushy tailed in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ErnieDucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-107570918585820418?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107570918585820418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107570918585820418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107570918585820418' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-107543905643924228</id><published>2004-01-29T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T21:06:29.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whew, today was BUSY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My human took me to the mall and we went on a shopping spree.  Well, she did, all I got to do was to quack now and then whenever I saw something I thought she had missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a wee bit sore, it got to the point where she had to put me in one of the shopping bags as she had bought so much that there was no more room left to hold me in my normal position.   Riding in the bag wasn't bad, it's just that she had bought a bottle of spring water and put that in there too.  I got rather banged up from bumping into that bottle.  Thankfully my other bag residens were sweaters and mittens-- nice and soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear the bath water running--- gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ErnieDucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-107543905643924228?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107543905643924228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107543905643924228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107543905643924228' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-107536632361033330</id><published>2004-01-29T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T00:54:38.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>QUAAAACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a refreshing day today was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing better than starting the day with a nice warm bath.   Soaking in the warm tub is oh-so-relaxing.  It makes my rubber skin so soft and squishy.    I just need to tone down the quacking when I'm floating in the tub-- I think I overdid it today and my human friend looked somewhat annoyed at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of loud quackiing, I just discovered the website for Norma.  Norma is &lt;A href="http://cwlink.org/duck/index.html"&gt;the ugliest of the ugly rubber ducklings&lt;/A&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Norma has a beak that's so large, and a quack that's so loud that it shakes the leaves off the trees when she's quacking.  I've never thought a rubber ducky could do anything near that!   She even saved a young girls life.  Wow!  Quite an impressive rubber ducky.   A credit to all rubber ducks--- even if she had to get an operation to look like the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the topic of rubber ducky beauty, I will get a photo of myself up here soon.  That way anyone passing through can see my ugly ducky mug and run away in fear.  Well, I'm not as bad as Norma was-- but I guess beauty is in the eye of the beholder, or beak of the beholder depending on the beholder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better go... starting to quack up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ErnieDucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-107536632361033330?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107536632361033330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107536632361033330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107536632361033330' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-107526226882638460</id><published>2004-01-27T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T19:59:58.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ho Hum,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a nice quiet day.   That was good.   It's been sooooo exciting the past two weeks that having a day to just float around and do nothing makes this rubber ducky quack for joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am told that in the morning things will change and we will be out again.  Malling is the plan for Wednesday.   My human friend needs more shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could convince her that she should just see if the doctor can grow some webbing on her feet and it would save her lots of time fussing with shoes, but I suppose she would feel self concious on the beach being the only human with webbed feet....   Even if it would help her swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.  Time to float back to the darker side of the tub and take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ErnieDucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-107526226882638460?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107526226882638460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107526226882638460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107526226882638460' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-107517894539069148</id><published>2004-01-26T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T20:51:13.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woh Bee doh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my human got a promotion at work and we celebrated all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She now gets her own office!   No more cubicle.   She's so excited about being able to close the door and have some quiet while she works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went to &lt;A HREF="http://www.getodd.com/index.html"&gt;Rubber Duck Land&lt;/A&gt; and bought some squirting ducks for her desk, and a big blow up ducky called a 'happy duck' to stand on the window ledge and keep her company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be great for me, when I visit her at work there will be other rubber ducks there for me to pal around with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also bought some &lt;A HREF="http://www.cowcollecting.com/index.html"&gt;Cow Gifts &lt;/A&gt; so that the rubber ducks wouldn't overrun the office unchecked.  Most humans don't realize that duckies are scared of cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fear of cows goes back to a nightmareish experience three years ago when my human took me out in the country for what was supposed to be a refreshing hike in the fields.   We came across a 'free range cow' and it was very curious what I smelt like and kept pushing up against me.  I thought I was going to be eaten!   Every time I see a cow chewing, I think that he might have a rubber ducky in his mouth.   No, keep this ducky away from cows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get ready for tonights bath fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ErnieDucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-107517894539069148?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107517894539069148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107517894539069148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107517894539069148' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-107481171446527069</id><published>2004-01-22T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T14:50:36.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wo Be Doh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Back.&lt;br /&gt;My human took me on a vacation out in the country--- a ski lodge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fine time... lots of friendly people.   Too many cold hands squeezing me-- I almost burst!   A ducky can only quack so loudly you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a real scare--- my human friend fell on the slope and nearly broke her ankle.  The ski patrol came and took her off the slope in a stretcher.  I was lucky-- I didn't fall out of her pocket when she went down or they would have had to send a search party out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, she was OK and didn't even have to go to the hospital.  Just some bandages on the ankle and some time to rest and all will be well.  I quacked and quacked and tried my best to be good company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we're home, safe and sound, we're both happy ducks that disaster was avoided. Vacations are supposed to be nothing but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go-- I hear the bathwater running!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ErnieDucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-107481171446527069?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107481171446527069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107481171446527069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107481171446527069' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-107449529988937712</id><published>2004-01-18T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T22:56:57.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a typical Sunday, Football, Football, Football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this Football is too much for a ducky to handle.  I could quack all I wanted and nobody paid any attention to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I knew it was coming-- a day where I was just a sideline duck.   Oh, it's Okay.  One day a week isn't too bad.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, in a way it is good to have a day that you know people will not make you the center of attention.  Too much attention does nasty things to your mind.  It's good to sit back and realize that the world doesn't revolve around oneself-- and certainly rubber ducks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday is Martin Luther King day.  I think my human friend has a few special plans for this years holiday.  I guess I had better get some rest so I'm up to it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ErnieDucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-107449529988937712?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107449529988937712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107449529988937712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107449529988937712' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-107438155311557570</id><published>2004-01-17T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T15:21:31.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry I'm late with this.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was wonderful.  The day started off with a dip in my humans hot tub and then a refreshing soak in the bath.  She gave me a good scrub and now all the dirt and dust that had collected on me is history.  It always feels great to be 'quackin clean'.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Quackin is what I did!   We went to a block party last night in town and it was a blast.  I didn't realize how many people lived in this neck of the woods.  I was the only ducky there, which was sad.  I bet next year will be different, as I was the talk of the party-- or at least it seemed that way to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get home until the wee hours of the morning, so I got to sleep later than usual.  Thankfully, my human partner slept late also and it looks as if today will be a rather quiet and slow day.   More later, as the day progresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ErnieDucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-107438155311557570?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107438155311557570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107438155311557570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107438155311557570' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-107422519805105366</id><published>2004-01-15T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T19:55:11.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>QUAAAAAAACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got to quack in the coldest weather I've ever seen.   I wish my human friend would migrate south during the winter months like many real ducks do.  While I enjoy being cozy inside, it's those cold moments going from house to the car in the winter that get nasty.  The rubber on my skin gets brittle and hard when it's this cold.  At least I didn't have to eat snow like I did last week when my human dropped me while running to the car after work (had a great time visiting her work that day-- got to quack for some neat strangers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to get a thorough washing tomorrow--  that will be nice as I'm getting itchy from the dust on my wings.   I like the feeling of a shiny clean bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go and quack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ernie Ducky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-107422519805105366?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107422519805105366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107422519805105366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107422519805105366' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-107413774742120407</id><published>2004-01-14T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T19:37:39.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a fine splash in the pool, my human took me for a ride in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was perched on the dashboard and got a real thrill out of driving into town.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to watch the world go by, to watch the people coming out of the &lt;br /&gt;supermarket.  It seemed as if everyone was buying toilet paper today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my human went off to bed (she was tired, so she went in early) she &lt;br /&gt;had me and some of my buddies line up in rows.  She downloaded the ducky &lt;br /&gt;alignment tool from &lt;a href="http://www.getodd.com/duck/index.html"&gt;Rubber Duck Land&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good to see us all lined up again.  As usual, one of the ducks didn't &lt;br /&gt;want to line up.  There is always one ducky on the bunch who thinks that &lt;br /&gt;just because he's made of rubber he doesn't have to line up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for this rubber ducky to get off to bed or I'll have trouble quacking &lt;br /&gt;in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ErnieDucky &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-107413774742120407?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107413774742120407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107413774742120407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107413774742120407' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-107404365681570053</id><published>2004-01-13T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T17:29:27.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a busy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early and got to take a good warm bath.  The water was just right.&lt;br /&gt;My human friend didn't squeeze me as hard as she normally does, which was fine &lt;br /&gt;with me.  My quacker is in need of a good rest.  Not that I don't like to quack, but &lt;br /&gt;there are limits you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon nap was, as usual, pleasant.   I got to visit briefly with a few scuba&lt;br /&gt;ducks and their friend Leutenant Rubber Ducky (from the fourth fleet, I'm told).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must remind myself to have my webs manicured-- I might be getting athletes &lt;br /&gt;duck....  We don't want that, now do we!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ernie Ducky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-107404365681570053?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107404365681570053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107404365681570053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107404365681570053' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321092.post-107394997178040679</id><published>2004-01-12T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T15:26:32.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo be doh...   A ducky with a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my very own blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited I could just quack-- but, I'll squeak quietly so at not to&lt;br /&gt;annoy the family in the next blog (I take it they are asleep right now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh-- gotta go, one of my feathers appears ruffled....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ErnieDucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321092-107394997178040679?l=duckyducks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107394997178040679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321092/posts/default/107394997178040679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckyducks.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107394997178040679' title=''/><author><name>Ernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17130394154514214989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
