We have a duck in our neighborhood that was injured and brought to the canal near our house. He's well fed and well loved...everyone knows him and spoils him quite rotten. Each morning when we walk to school, we take Mr. Quackers our leftover toast or waffles. Avery loves feeding him and enjoys this part of our morning routine. 
She tries to get close enough to touch him...but he's shy and doesn't come
much closer than this.
He has the run of the canal...sharing the water with fish and turtles and living the high life. 
Because he's so well fed...he's often quite picky about his food...but he does love buttered toast. 
When I pick Avery up from school...I often bring a pack of crackers or some bread to give Mr. Quackers his afternoon snack. During rainstorms...he'll actually cross the street, go up on the porch of his "friend", enjoy a snack of cheerios then head back home to the canal. He's one of many reasons we truly enjoy our home in Savannah. 
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