![]() Through brush and bramble Quack flees, but each time he stops for breath, the thing lurches up upon him. It's got long, curved claws, beady black eyes, a long black schnozz, black fur, and a long, flat tail! " You're no duck!" Quackenstein screams and runs out into the windswept night. ![]() Well, something that couldn't be called a ducky-poo by any stretch of the imagination. ![]() " Dear Ducky-poo," he cooed, " you'll never be neglected."īut everything changes on that dark and stormy night when, in a gigantic flash of lightning, the egg cracks open dramatically, and out steps. Carefully he tends the rather large egg in its makeshift nest. " I'll adopt!" he exclaims, and takes the egg back to his dark and gloomy little shack. But even grumpy old bachelors get lonely, and when Quack sees a sign advertising orphaned eggs needing homes, suddenly he sees his life changing.
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