Enslaved by Ducks Quotes

“Backyard ducks that supposedly “take care of themselves” require more maintenance than the space shuttle.”
― Bob Tarte, Enslaved by Ducks

“I heard experts claim again and again that owning pets reduces stress and might extend your life. I tried to remember that as I dragged a hose out of the basement to fill the ducks’ plastic swimming pool in January weather so cold, the snow complained as I stepped on it.”
― Bob Tarte, Enslaved by Ducks

“Pound for pound, these animals don’t add up to much. Dog fanciers with a couple of Rottweilers trump us in terms of sheer biomass. But, when it comes to sheer insistence, even the largest, most unruly dogs—or for that matter, your average herd of cattle—are no match for our ducks, geese, parrots, parakeets, turkeys, cats, rabbits, and other birds.”
― Bob Tarte, Enslaved by Ducks

“Depending on how high I heaped the stones, each wheelbarrow weighed between 175 and 250 pounds. Once I managed to set it in motion, it was loath to stop without banging me up in some fashion, especially during the thrilling plunge down the backyard hill, when I switched roles from cart pusher to dragging victim.”
― Bob Tarte, Enslaved by Ducks: How One Man Went from Head of the Household to Bottom of the Pecking Order

“Three rabbits, two cats, three parakeets, a dove, two parrots, three turkeys, two geese, a canary, and nine ducks at last count were just about what Noah had started with, and he never brought his animals into the house.”
― Bob Tarte, Enslaved by Ducks: How One Man Went from Head of the Household to Bottom of the Pecking Order

“At least our ducks and geese live in backyard pens, though trudging outside to fill their plastic swimming pools involves a trip through the basement, where two convalescing turkeys yip pathetically if I don't coo and hand-feed them grain.”
― Bob Tarte, Enslaved by Ducks

“I needed to keep my ears open for signs of mischief from woodwork-destroying parakeets, or from quacks of distress from an outdoor duck that had fallen afoul of its flock.”
― Bob Tarte, Enslaved by Ducks