My daughter discovered that her long quacking pet Duckie had gone to that great duck pond in the sky during the night. She was about 11 years old.
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Duckie was about the happiest pet imaginable. She was always cheerful, quacking up a storm--except when our cat Tater Tot got too close to the playpen where we kept her in the garage during winters. For the only time in her long life, I heard her hiss!
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