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The Duck Stops Here

Part 1---THE OBSESSION

A few years ago. my dad gave me a little duck in my Christmas stocking with the Hilton Hotel logo on its chest. Around its neck was a little tag with a poem that read:

Rub a dub dub

Here's a duck for the tub

In case you forgot your own

We've provided all the comforts of home.

 

Here it is, with my ducky-pajama teddy bear.

 

      That's pretty close, anyway. But it started a collection that I hold very dear; my incredible, stupendous,  cheer-bringing RUBBER DUCKIES.

 At right are photos of my ducks in the "Pond", as I call them, divided into groups according to interesting features about them. If you have a duck you no longer want, be it an outgrown child's toy or something from a box of junk, please contact me and perhaps we can work up a deal. I am always adding to the Pond and I am always amazed at the variety I see in duckies out there.

 

 

duckmail

 

 

Planet Liz

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

THE IMAGES

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THE LINKS

Rubber Duckies on the Web

Celebriducks

Great American Duck Races

Claire Hand's Page

Ernie sings "Rubber Ducky"

Promo Rubber Ducks by the Gross

On the Light Side

The Rose House Bed and Breakfast

Rubber Duck Spa Accessories

Katie's Duckie Page

Links

Rubber Ducks and Sponges

The Duck Pond

Rubber Duckie Fan Club

Toys to Grow on

 

 I WANT A NEW DUCK

I want a new duck
One that won't steal my beer
One that won't stick his bill in my mail
One that knows the
duck stops here!