Just like last year around this time, a pair of ducks has found our pond in the back yard. I don’t know if they’re the same ducks (I doubt it), but they seem to feel as if they own the place. If they’re not swimming in the pond, I find them on our flat roof, looking down on everything. Jasper has stalked them, but I kind of suspect that’s a mistake on Jasper’s part. Luna’s a little nervous when they take off with a great explosion of feathers and flapping. Our menagerie life continues.