Duck II (Defended) - Zach Sherwin

Chapter two

I thought, «Sacre bleu!»

Unless the duck’s adopted soon

The webfoot will get his neck put on a block

And lopped in two!

They’ll cleave and hew him

Leave him in ruins

Like music from Houston

He’ll be chopped and screwed

And since Ben the farm director told me

None of the shelters in New Mexico

Would give him a rescue home

I thought «I'll get my phone and start

Tracking down assistance

Acting like a phallic cornea.»

(A private eye.)

I began in Acton, California

«Hi, you’ve reached the Farm Sanctuary

This is Theresa.»

«Yeah, hello.

My name is Zach

It’s nice to meetcha.

Can I beseech ya

On behalf of a creature that I just met?

A duck who eluded brutal canine attacks

But still will be hacked up and dined on?

It’s unfair, and unkind, and honestly, an anticlimax!»

Somehow

He gave the slip to fangs that dripped

With drops of dog saliva

He’s an awesome improviser like MacGyver

Made it out the frying pan

But still they plan to toss him in the fire

Even though he’s like a barnyard Holocaust survivor!"

Theresa said, «I'm sorry!

He really sounds impressive

But male ducks a.k.a drakes are too aggressive

Yeah

They can be very, very aggressive

And we have chickens we wouldn’t want him to mess with

We got peace to keep

We don’t need your duck and our hens

Going beak to beak

Yeah

I bet that you could find

Some other rescue that would help ya

But New Mexico isn’t known for having too many shelters

No

So when we hang up the phone I am gonna

Send over a list of sanctuaries out in Arizona

These, places might be willing to adopt him

He’s, special.

Gotta get the point across to 'em

Please, take my suggestion when you talk to 'em:

SAY THAT THING ABOUT THE HOLOCAUST TO 'EM!

I’m serious.

Tell everybody else you talk to he’s like a Holocaust survivor,

it’s gonna seal the deal."

«Wait, I can’t tell if you’re joking right now.»

«I'm 100% serious.»

She sent the list

I called a likely-seeming candidate

A spot close to Flagstaff

In the Grand Canyon State

«Hello this is Cody.»

«Hi, I met a duck who’s slated to die

After evading a violent fate.»

Then what the hell, I gave it a try

I said «He basically survived the Holocaust?»

And crossed my fingers, then

Cody said «We'll take him!

You can go ahead and bring him in.»

Theresa KNEW that line would keep these people from declining!

I’m no fan of WWII but that’s a tiny silver lining

Cody went on, «You're lucky to connect with me

Lots of places won’t take a drake;

They can be aggressive sexually.»

Whoa.

The plot had just heated up and thickened

Was THAT what Ben had meant when he said

«Beating up the chickens?»

I said, «Full disclosure: I won’t bluff or pretend

I’ve been told that this duck tends to be rough with the hens.»

I thought Cody’s offer might be shredded to confetti

But instead he said, «Ha!

I like this guy already.»

Direct quote from Cody!

Animal folks are quirky

I didn’t question too closely

Cause now I had a haven that Brutus would be safe in

I could save him

If I could just arrange some transportation

'Cause Flagstaff is six and a half hours' drive

From the barn where Brutus was stashed at

Not close, no sir

And I wasn’t so sure

I could find a chauffeur

Of whom I could ask that

So although Ben had said that all those local sanctuaries were

Wary of the duck like he was hazmat

I thought it couldn’t hurt to take a second pass at

So I called a place smack dab in Santa Fe to have a chat

«Kindred Spirits, this is Ulla.»

«I'll get down to brass tacks

I met a duck who’s on the execution fast track

He’s a Holocaust-surviving sex offender

Think Schindler’s List meets Clockwork Orange meets Aflac.»

«HE SOUNDS FANTASTAC!

We’ll take him!»

Of course that’s a comedically heightened exaggeration

But after all his trials and tribulations

Brutus was in the clear!

«Except,» Ulla said

«We can’t pick him up

You’ll have to bring him here.»

That was no prob

I called Nate

You recall Nate

I said «Good news!

The duck’s saved

We stopped death.

We stalled fate

I found him a home close by

He’ll be in good hands like Allstate

But he is gonna need a ride there

Could you help out?

Could you haul freight?

It’s right outside of Santa Fe.»

And Nate went, «Nice.

Yeah, okay

I could probably drive thataway

Maybe like Friday or Saturday?»

I won’t deny, I felt deflated

I hoped he’d understand and say

«I'm so inspired, I can’t delay!

I leavin'!

Arriba!

Andele!»

But he was my only chance to save the day!

So I said, «Great!

Sure That rocks!

What would you plan to transport him in?

Pet carrier?

Cardboard box?»

And you will not believe his reply:

«Oh.

I don’t know…

I guess I’d throw him in my trunk and drive slow

That’s not a lie, though;

It’s unembellished fact

What the hell would have happened if I HADN’T asked?

Brutus clings to life like Superglue and then

En route to New Jerusalem

His pooch is screwed in the boot of this dude’s Subaru?!

«Ahem,"I said, «Gosh, Nate, that kinda sounds not great

Maybe ask around and see if someone has a dog crate?

And PLEASE keep me posted.»

«For sure,» he assured me

But I heard nothing Wednesday and not a word Thursday

I could feel the momentum melt, slip, and drop

Tick tock, close to twelve on the apocalypse clock

Gloom bloomed darkly.

Doom loomed starkly

To be concluded.

Stay tuned for Part III