I woke up this morning, went straight to the gym, and then headed home with full intensions of being really productive today. Well, that didn’t happen. I got home and noticed my dog, Rooster, wouldn’t get up. She usually greets me at my car door but she wasn’t moving. I thought she was injured until I walked up on her to see she was cuddling with one of our ducks, Tin Man. Tin Man was missing a chunk of his neck and back. I called my husband frantic and he told me to kill the duck. That just wasn’t an option. So I took him to the vet. Twenty staples and 4 shots later, Tin Man got to come back home with me and I have him under a heat lamp in the barn. I am such a hero. Everyone say a prayer Tin Man makes it through the night!