I had to take some photos for work today and I wandered over to a neighborhood lake to make nice with the ducks:
They were super nice in a creepy way. I think they thought I had bread to throw at them. When I came home to edit the pictures, I noticed this:
Okay, I promise they were real ducks. They were all over the place and they swam and quacked and walked up to me. It was NOT a decoy. I did grow up in the country and yes, I can tell the difference between a real duck and a fake duck.