This morning, I went for a walk by the pond and heard a soft “quack” behind me.
When I turned around, a small yellow duckling was waddling after me, its tiny feet splashing in the puddles.
I giggled and kept walking, but the duck followed closely, flapping its little wings and quacking happily.
It seemed to like my blue shoes and even tried to nibble them playfully.
I sat on the grass, and the duck curled up beside me like we were already best friends.
A gentle breeze blew, and we watched the clouds float by together.
When I got up to leave, the duck gave a loud quack and followed again.
Now I have a new walking buddy who never gets tired!