Five Fowl, Feeling Fine, Found Freedom

Reads: 234  | Likes: 0  | Shelves: 0  | Comments: 3

More Details
Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a short story of an actual 911 rescue call...invovling ducks...

Submitted: July 10, 2008

A A A | A A A

Submitted: July 10, 2008

A A A

A A A


I’d like to share with you a rescue call that I just returned from. I am a proud, paid, professional firefighter in a fairly large city in Massachusetts. I have been on the fire department for 15 years. I am a lieutenant assigned to an engine company, which I have been assigned to for the past 11 of those years. Over the course of my career, I have been on thousands of calls, ranging from multiple alarm fires to the false alarms, and everything in between. Some are funny, some are sad, some are strange and some…Well, some are just downright entertaining.

First, let me paint you a picture of how I think the events leading up to our arrival come about. Mommy duck, out with the kids for an evening stroll, was heading down a very busy main street in one of the city’s industrial parks. It was a beautiful evening and things could not be better. So, there she was walking along with her ducklings, eight in tow, widdle, waddle, widdle, waddle, to and fro, when she happened upon a storm drain cover, you know the ones that look like a waffle;the ones with the holes that are just the right size…for a mother duck to walk over…but not ducklings. Did I mention that there were eight of them? Well, if I’ve done my job right and set up the story right, you know what comes next. You got it…plop…plop…plop…plop…plop…She turns around and then there were three, not the original eight she started out with. Oops! Luckily, a Good Samaritan was driving by and witnessed this and called 911.

Now, this is where we come into the story. My crew and I got dispatched and were given the particulars of the call. We had a good laugh and had a little fun on the way to the call, but when we got there, we put on our serious faces, or at least tried to. We investigated the situation and found three ducklings in the hole. Then we noticed two more waddle out of the drain pipe, into the basin, chirping all the while. The basin was around six feet deep. The bottom was covered with muck and smelled pretty bad.

We went back to the truck, got our tools and started our extrication. We pulled back the heavy steel cover and using a shovel, I started attempting to scoop up the cute little guys; carefully, as not to injure them. Mother ducky, with her smartest of the three ducklings, started circling us. I was preparing to be pecked to death, but I think she knew better.

One by one we extricated the helpless fowls. They are not easy to scoop up, you know. These are the elusive North Shore ducks. Even as I scooped them up, they were trying to elude me. Finally it was the last one’s turn.

Isn’t it always the case that the last thing you attempt to do ends up being the hardest? For example, say you have only four nuts to remove from something and the first three come off very easy. The last one though, that is the one that always gives you the hardest time. Well, this last little duck was that last nut. He did not want to get on the shovel; I, however, persevered and won this battle of wills, surprisingly better than I do with my kids. When I finally brought him to the surface, he did not want to get off the shovel, but he eventually did and waddled into the bushes with mom and sibs.

We put our tools away and were showered with thanks and praise by the Good Samaritan, as well as others onlookers who had now stopped to witness the rescue.

I radioed Fire Alarm and announced; “Mission Accomplished, All five have been re-united with mother and Engine Five is returning.” I wanted to say “five fowl, feeling fine, found freedom,” but like I said before, I am a professional. We drove back to the station, me smiling the whole way.


© Copyright 2017 ScatterBrain. All rights reserved.

Add Your Comments:

Comments

avatar

Unknown

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

More Non-Fiction Short Stories