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Since there was no way to send Ted and Blizzard home, Ducky and Pembleton decided they would have to come with them on their adventure.
Traveling by train into the Himalayas, there wasn’t much to do. So Ducky and the gang decided to order snacks. The train’s menu had cake, rice pudding, and a Yak’s milk yogurt. Pembleton was feeling very tired and Ducky convinced him to order one of everything, but only Ducky tried the Yak yogurt.
From their cozy train cabin, they nibbled on their snacks and watched the green hills grow into snowy mountain peaks as they headed up and up and up into the Himalayas.
To be continued…
“Yummy! I love trains!”
Once on the train, Ducky and Pembleton found their reserved car. “I can’t believe we made it Ducky! That was a close one,” Pembleton said.
“Yeah. Close calls make me hungry. Can we eat now?” Ducky asked.
“Sure, but first can you get my topographical maps from our bag? We need to start going over the plans. We have a lot of ground to cover.”
“No problem Pembleton. Plus I want to check our luggage. There was something weird about it. When I got it out of the plane, but I didn’t have time to check, because we were rushing.”
When Ducky opened up the luggage he almost screamed like a little goat. “Pembleton! We have a problem!”
“What is it Ducky?” Pembleton asked as he peaked over his shoulder- seeing two little bear cubs taking a nap. “WHAT!?!?! HOW DID THEY GET IN HERE AND WHERE IS OUR GEAR?!?!”
“Shhh!!! Don’t wake them. They are always so grumpy if they don’t get their afternoon nap!”
“Now we really need a plan.”
To be continued…
“What?!?! What are you doing here?”
Once Ducky and Pembleton weathered the storms, it was smooth sailing.
“So what’s the plan?” Ducky asked. “Are we just going to fly in to the Himalayas, do the rescue and be back by snack time? Ted said they are making cookies with Mrs. Cottontail.”
“No, Ducky. Unfortunately we won’t be making it back for snack time. There is no suitable landing strip in the Himalayas, so we will be landing about 50 miles south of the mountains. From there, we can take a train.”
“A train? I love trains. Will there be a snack car?” Ducky said all excited.
“I just hope we make it in time,” Pembleton hesitated, “There is only one train per week and it leaves this afternoon.”
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5 minutes before departure…
“I got the tickets,” Pembleton said nervously. “But I don’t know which track. We need to hurry, but all the signs are in an animal language I don’t know.”
“Hey, Pembleton? Is that, who I think it is?” Ducky asked.
“Who? Where?” Pembleton asked. “EDGAR! What are you doing here?”
Edgar the Elephant and member of the Pooh Bear Society, replied, “I’m visiting my family. They run the local trains, and I’m helping out.”
“Great! We are on an adventure and our train is about to leave any minute. Can you direct us to the right train?” Ducky asked.
“You are in luck. It’s right behind you and I’m about to give it the go ahead. Hurry up and find your seats. And good luck on your adventure.” Edgar said.
“Thank you!” Ducky said, as he dragged his luggage in to the train car. “Boy does our luggage feel oddly heavy.”
To be continued…
“You got our tickets and I got our luggage. Now which train do we take?”
Ducky and Pembleton packed their gear, then dropped the lil’ guys off at Mrs. Cottontail’s cottage, before heading to the airfield. Things were running smoothly until a patch of dark clouds appeared on the horizon as they were over the Horn of Africa and entering the Indian Ocean.
Before they knew it, the plane was surrounded by rain, thunder, and lightning. Visibility was down to 100 meters. Pembleton turned to Ducky and said, “Thank goodness for the planes top notch altimeter and GPS systems,” but just as he tapped on the plane’s compass, all of the instruments went haywire. Both Ducky and Pembleton were scared. “Without my instruments, we don’t even know which way is up. What are we going to do?”
Just when they thought all hope was lost, Ducky saw something strange. He tapped Pembleton on the shoulder and yelled over the hum of the plane’s engine, “Follow that elephant.”
Confused, Pembleton yelled back to Ducky, “What are you talking about? We’re almost a mile above an ocean. There can’t possibly be an elephant here!”
“Over there! Over there! Look at that cloud! It’s an elephant and he’s pointing the way!”
“You’re right! It is!” Pembleton turned the plane to follow the elephant and within a matter of minutes they were leaving the thunder storm behind. They waved goodbye as they passed their fluffy elephant buddy and headed off into clear blue skies.
To be continued…
“Follow that elephant”
“I can’t believe Professor Plumbottom blocked my request to fund this rescue operation!” Pembleton shouted across Lionheart’s large oak desk in the Animal Adventurers Society presidential office. Ducky just sat quietly in a plump chair munching on some delicious cookies.
Lionheart, a wise old tortoise and president of the AAS, stroked his long white beard quietly waiting for Pembleton to calm down. Once Pembleton was between breaths, Lionheart quickly interrupted, “How about having a homemade cookie? They’ll help cool you down.”, and he shoved a cookie in Pembleton’s mouth before he could object. Then Lionheart explained, “If it were up to me, you know I would approve this operation, but I simply don’t have the authority to overrule our senior members. I’m sorry, but my hands are tied.”
“It’s not about the money. I’ll fund the entire expedition myself if I have too. I’m just disappointed that the AAS would turn its back on animals in need.” Pembleton explained, a little more calm after munching another cookie. Then he turned to Ducky and said, “Let’s get going. We have a long way to go.”
“One more thing,” Lionheart said as they were in the doorway.
“What is it?” Pembleton asked.
“Good luck and be careful.”
To be continued…
“Do, what must be done.” -Lionheart
Ducky and Pembleton called for an emergency meeting of the Animal Adventurer’s Society. Something had happened over the Himalayan mountains and some animals needed their help. Members of the society hung on every word as Pembleton briefed them on the dire situation.
“I know we don’t have a lot of details, but we have to help them,” Pembleton concluded.
From the balcony Professor Plumbottom Mole shouted, “We are adventures, not rescuers. This is outside of our jurisdiction. It is foolish for us to waste our resources on something we know so little about.”
“I understand your concern Professor Plumbottom, but as stated in our constitution: ‘Members of AAS will not turn their backs on an animal in need.’ Furthermore, Ducky and I volunteer to lead this venture.”
“As a senior member of this organization, I vote NAY regarding this adventure. Who seconds me?”
To be continued…
“We have to help them!”
Late at night was Pembleton monitoring the air waves with his ham radio, but all he heard was the soft crackle of static and the munching of cookies. Suddenly a voice broke through the noise. “Mayday! Mayday! Help! We’re going down!”
“What is the problem? What is your current position?” Pembleton shouted into the microphone. Then he heard some rustling of nobs and buttons, “We are losing altitude too quickly. Our rudders aren’t responding to controls, and our GPS is all wonky, but we should be just south of the Himalayas.” Then there was some more rustling and a faint “Wow, this place does exist,” before a loud CRASH!!!
“Wait! Are you still there? Is everything alright?” But there was nothing. Pembleton quickly stood up and told Ducky, who was hiding behind the chair, “We have to alert the Animal Adventurer’s Society immediately.”
To be continued…
“Maday! Maday! Help! We’re going down!”
Ducky and the gang are about to go on a new multipart adventure into the unforgiving Himalayan mountains. On this adventure, they will face danger at every turn, overcome impossible odds, meet new friends, and discover the secrets of a lost civilization. Stay tuned for the first part of this exciting adventure.
Our next adventure!
Today after school, Ducky and the gang could not escape a really stinky smell. “Gross! What is that smell?” Pembleton asked. Ted and Blizzard started sniffing around and both concluded, “It’s DUCKY!”
Apparently, on bath nights, he has been playing in the bath tub and not actually washing! He also had a slice of Limburger cheese in his pocket! “GROSS!” So tonight, with some extra supervision, Ducky got a double washing and an extra fluffing during bath time.
Rub-a-dub-dub!
A Penny saved is a Penny Earned.
Tip #6: A Penny Saved is a Penny Earned.
For Christmas, Ducky got a new piggy bank. He has been trying his hardest to save his money. However, this is a tough tip for Ducky to follow, because there is a corner store near our home that sales penny candy! He just loves penny candy, but he is resisting and so far he has saved $0.42! That is the most money Ducky has ever saved! His goal is $10 so we can buy a Star Wars Lego set to put on his Lemonade stand. He thinks it will help attract customers.
Sorry we have not been updating like we should! MAJOR FAIL on our parts.
Timothy- the brilliant illustrator of Ducky Adventures- has been very busy lately. He has a major deadline for work. Thankfully the deadline is soon! Hopefully we will be posting more regularly starting next week! Until then, enjoy these sketches Timothy left at the Montreal Bio-Dome chalk board back in November!
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- Ducky & Ted
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- The Gang! @ Montreal Bio Dome
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- Pembleton & Blizzard
To learn more about the creators of Ducky Adventures check out our other blog: http://themannfamily.wordpress.com/
In Israel, cucumbers and pickles are BIG BUSINESS, and Ducky (always the entrepreneur) has been busy preparing a crop of grade-A “mel-ah-fe-FONE” (that’s Hebrew for cucumber). First he used his hoe to make the dirt really soft. Then he planted some cucumber vines. A few days later, some flowers started to bloom. After a few weeks, a few tiny cucumbers appeared. In a month or two, it all add up to one thing. PICKLE MAKING TIME!! Only, he is not sure how to make pickles, but he will figure that out when it is time.
Makin’ pickles is hard work!
This week, a hip new bakery opened up in the mall and Ducky was the first in line. He has been checking up on all of his favorite food blogs, and Frosted is one of the top talked about places for 2014. After looking for more than 10 minutes, and agonizing over which treat to choose, Ducky finally made a decision. He headed over to the cash register and was shocked to see Amanda Panda. “What are you doing here?” he demanded.
“Silly, this is my bakery. Well my mom’s, but I get to help. What are you doing here?” She asked.
“We are here as official judges to see if your little bakery is as good as the blogs say.” Ducky replied. “We would like three large cup cakes. One for each of us. Ted wants chocolate, Blizzard wants chocolate orange, and I would like mint chocolate chip.”
She glared at them, then placed the cup cakes in a fancy box and started tying a fancy bow.
“Just give it to us already,” Ducky shouted, “Ain’t nobody got time for all that fuss. We are ready to eat!”
“Hhmph!” Amanda Panda huffed, “This is a five star bakery! Not a cafeteria! You boys just ruin everything!”
“We’ll be the judge of that.” Ducky said giving her the stink eye. “I’m sure these cup cakes will taste like dirt, if Amanda Panda made them.”
“Go on try it I dare you!” Amanda Panda snapped.
“Wow! These are awesome.” Ted said. “This is the best cup cake ever!” Blizzard replied.
“Now, now. Don’t just say that to be nice. We are judges and we need to be fair.” Ducky says. Then he took one bite. Then another, and another and another until the whole thing was gone.
“So…” Amanda asked.
“I guess they were okay. Not the best, but okay.” Ducky said slyly. “Can I get two dozen to go?”
So many wonderful treats to choose from…
To celebrate the new year, Ducky and his friends partied until the ball dropped!
We gonna party like it’s 2014!
We hope you have an AWESOME ADVENTUROUS 2014!
Lately, Blizzard has been having trouble at school. He’s had his nose literally stuck in his books and he is bumping into walls and his classmates. The problem was so bad that his teacher called for a parent-teacher conference with Pembleton.
After an appointment with an optometrist, Blizzard got a new pair of glasses. For days, Blizzard walked around with his mouth hanging open saying, “Wow! So that’s what that looks like!”
“Wow, so that’s what that looks like!”
Yesterday, Ducky and the gang made a batch of practice cookies for the big guy next week. Afterwards, Ducky suggested they also practice placing the cookies out on the table. Pembleton thought this was strange, but went along with Ducky’s idea anyways.
Later that night, Pembleton and the little guys heard a strange noise coming from the living room. “Ducky do you hear that?” Pembleton asked. But Ducky was no where to be found. “Ted, Blizzard, let’s go investigate!” Pembleton suggested. They quietly crept in to the living room, where they thought they saw Jolly Ol’ Saint Nick munching on the cookies, but when looking closer, it was just a Jolly Ol’ Ducky.
“HOW COULD YOU DUCKY!” Ted cried. “Those were for Santa.”
“Umm…” Ducky mumbled. “I’m not Ducky,” he replied in a deep voice, “I’m Santa’s cousin, Bob. I help with the cookies.”
“You know lying will get you put on the naughty list!” said Blizzard.
“Fine! It’s me, Ducky. But I didn’t want these cookies to go to waste and by next week they will be hard as a rock!”
“Why don’t we eat the cookies together?” Pembleton suggested.
“Great idea!” Ted and Blizzard cheered as they joined Ducky around the cookie plate.
Caught Red Handed!
Earlier today Pembleton received a special Christmas package. One so special, there were instructions to open it right away. Ted and Blizzard were so excited, they couldn’t wait for Pembleton to open! “Open it! Open it!” They shouted.
“I don’t know, should I wait for Ducky?” Pembleton asked. He heard a muffled giggle but dismissed it.
“No, you should open it now.” Ted said as he covered his mouth, holding in a laugh.
“Okay. I will.” Pembleton slowly started to open the package- when suddenly it BURST OPEN!
“Surprise!” Ducky shouted as he popped out of the box!
“Not funny,” Pembleton pouted. “You were definitely not on my Christmas wish list!”
MERRY CHRISTMAS PEMBLETON!!
Ducky and the gang have been practicing and practicing for the up coming nativity play. Pembleton not only had the lead as Joseph, but he was also directing the play as well. This did not sit well with Ducky. He wanted to be the lead and he did not like Pembleton bossing him around.
Since Ducky was unable to be Joseph, he decided he wanted to be one of the three wise guys. He has been wanting to wear his Blues Brothers outfit again. But Pembleton just gave him an angry glare and said he had been cast as the angel. An Angel! Ducky knew this was the role he was born to play. He was going to be the BEST ANGEL EVER!
During the dress rehearsal Ducky prepared for his grand entrance! He planned to be lowered in by a pulley mechanism, operated by some local raccoons. Unfortunately, things did not go as planned…
Hopefully Ducky will have it straightened out before their first show tomorrow.
To us a child is born…
Now that Thanksgiving is behind us, it is Ducky and the Gang’s favorite time of year! One of their favorite Christmas traditions is caroling, so today the gang decided to stroll around the park singing cheery songs to celebrate the season.
Favorite Carols!
Ducky’s: Jingle Bell Rock!
Ted’s: Little Drummer Boy
Pembleton’s: Silent Night
Blizzard’s: Rudolf the Red Nose Reindeer
Silent Night, Holy Night!
Ducky and the gang have really enjoyed their time in Montreal and at McGill University. When walking around campus, they discovered the campus was right next to Mt. Royal Park. So the gang decided to hike up Mt. Royal just in time for the sun to go down and the city lights to turn on.
When at the top, Ducky said, “What a magnificent sight.”
Pembelton replied, “Quel spectacle magnifique d’.”
Ducky just laughed. Why is Pembleton so strange? He wondered.
Quel spectacle magnifique d’.
Over the weekend Ducky and the gang went to their first ever hockey game! They had so much fun watching the Zamboni circle the rink, they forgot that there was even a game. Then the McGill Redmen took to the ice against the Guelph Gryphons. The game was a nail biter as the puck went back and forth, back and forth. But in the end, the Redmen prevailed 3-2, and Ducky got to keep the winning puck. After the Zamboni cleared the ice, Ducky snuck on to the ice to practice. He hopes to show the guys how good he is, maybe they will even let him join the team.
Hey batter, batter, batter!
Mmm… Maple Syrup
In Canada, maple syrup is everywhere. While eating breakfast, Ducky asked “Where does this stuff come from?” As he poured a little more on to his pancakes. “I love maple syrup.”
Pembleton excitedly ran to his office, grabbed his earth science book, and brought it back to the table. He opened the book and searched through the pages until he found a page with a brightly colored tree. He pointed at the tree and said, “That is where maple syrup comes from”.
Ducky looked at Pembleton cross-eyed and said, “What?! How can maple syrup come from a tree? I don’t see any fruits on that tree.”
“It doesn’t come from fruit, silly.” Pembleton replied. “It comes from the sap. Look here. Farmers have to tap the trees and harvest gallons and gallons of sap. 40 gallons to be precise. Then they have to boil it down until there is only one gallon left and that becomes yummy syrup. Then they bottle it and ship it to the store.”
“Why do they boil it? It seems like such a waste.” Ducky said.
“Well the sap isn’t very good on it’s own. In order to get the great taste we all know and love, it needs to be concentrated. That’s why they boil it.” Pembleton said matter of factly.
“Oh, okay.” Ducky just nodded his head. “So who makes better maple syrup? Canadians, New Yorkers or Vermonters?”
“Ducky that is an argument you do not want to get involved with. Just enjoy whatever maple syrup you have in front of you.” Pembleton recommended.
One thing Ducky and the gang have learned since being in Montreal is that it is COLD! While Ted, Blizzard, and Pembleton are enjoying the colder weather, Ducky is having a hard time staying warm. At first he tried a nice mug of hot cocoa, but that doesn’t last very long. Then he tried a blankie, but that only gets in the way when playing with his toys. So Pembleton had the idea of getting some cool new PJs from Mr. Moose’ Canadian Comfort store that would keep them warm, but also stylish. Ducky chose the dino pattern, while Pembleton went with the space pattern. Ted and Blizzard’s fur kept them warm enough, and decided PJs would make them too warm.
While their new PJs keep them nice and warm, they still enjoy a nice cup of hot cocoa and a blankie while cuddling up on the couch. Even Ted and Blizzard.
We look good in our new stylin’ pjs!
Ducky and the gang are currently exploring the Canadian North for a couple of weeks. They will be spending some time in the Montreal area and hopefully meeting new friends. One of the first friends they have met is Marty the Mounty, a Canadian pony and officer of the law. He will be showing Ducky and the gang the ropes as they acclimate to their new home away from home.
Aye, what would you like to know a-boot Canada?
(*Dear readers, sorry we have not been posting regularly. We have had lots of family visiting and have been traveling a lot. we hope to be posting more regularly soon.)
Halloween is tomorrow and Ducky and the Gang are not sure what their costume should be. There are so many great options: Super Heroes, Monsters, Army men, Ninjas, Fruit?!?! The list is endless. Here are some Halloween pictures from the past. Hopefully they decide soon! Halloween is tomorrow!
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- Jack 2011
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- “This is going to be TOTALLY WICKED!”
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- “Live Long and Eat Cookies”
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- “What do you think you are wearing?”
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- “May the Force Be with You!”
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- The Gang with Boo
Pembleton wants to remind everyone to be extra safe on Halloween.
Here is a great website to help families stay safe and healthy on Halloween!
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