Check out the view from my cat’s bedroom window this morning. (Don’t ask.) Upon closer inspection (see pic below), I confirmed that, in fact, a duck and not a goose was sitting on my neighbor’s rooftop. The mallard stayed there soaking up the sun for quite a while … but soon enough, I heard him quacking into the distance to start his day. I wish I could say the same for myself (except for the quacking), but I got distracted by my brain-injury blog and hampered by my own brain’s inability to handle technology. I don’t know where my feathered friend was headed, but I imagine he was seeking better real estate.