So my boyfriend is just plain amazing. Recently he has become the guardian of the ducklings. The other day he saw a baby duckling being attacked by a turtle, and he ran out there and into the swamp and had to pick up the turtle and shake it a little (turtle is fine) to get it to let the baby duck go. Then yesterday he saw a mother duck attempting to drown a duckling. Once again he walked into the pond to retrieve the duckling, who was struggling to swim and was sinking after the psycho mom left. He picked up the little duckling and the poor guy seemed injured. So he warmed him with his body heat and we took him to our area's amazing emergency vet (they specialize in all kinds of animals). In the car the duckling started to look a lot better, and when we were almost at the vet he got up and was chirping and tried to jump out of his arms, so I think by the time we got him there he was already doing better. The people there assured me that a wildlife rehabilitator was en route for the duckling. So I am sure the duckling is doing just fine, and that the rehabilitator will take care of him until it is time to release him back into the wild. Here's a picture of my hero and the duckling, crappy quality because it was taken from my phone because it wasn't exactly the time for a photo-op.
Here's some more awesome stuff, I have been being really super repetitive about what I am watching, and have now watched all of Archer that Netflix has more than 20 times (seriously can't watch anything else) and I asked Rennie to paint some of the Archer style art that is on the walls. He nailed it.