Donald & Daisy
Last spring, we noticed two ducks in our backyard. It was obvious that they were a “couple.” We named them Donald & Daisy and for a few weeks they came every day so that Daisy could eat her fill of the Cheerios that we threw out to them. Donald would sit patiently protecting her while Daisy gobbled up all the Cheerios. We never saw Donald eat any Cheerios. One day, only Donald flew into the yard and we wondered if something had happened to Daisy. We were sure she was nesting somewhere but that fear that something bad might have happened lingered. Then Donald quit coming too.
On Saturday, the first day of spring, Donald & Daisy were waiting in our backyard for their Cheerio fix and just like last year Donald is overly protective about his Daisy! Now that is true love!
I don’t want anyone reading this to think I have softened to the point where my “snarkiness” is gone. So, I have included a little story about another Donald & Daisy that is floating around on the internet. Enjoy!
Donald Duck and Daisy Duck were spending the night together in a hotel room and Donald wanted to have sex with Daisy. The first thing Daisy asked was, “Do you have a condom?”
Donald frowned and said, “No..”
Daisy told Donald that if he didn’t get a condom, they could not have sex. “Maybe they sell them at the front desk,” she suggested.
So Donald went down to the lobby and asked the hotel clerk if they had condoms.
“Yes, we do,” the clerk said and pulled a box out from under the counter and gave it to Donald. The clerk asked, “Would you like me to put them on your bill?”
“Thit No!” Donald quacked, “I’ll thuffocate!”