you drive me quackers!

So, yesterday night my brother came home and he brought a duck home. It's so cute, and he named it Alexander. My dad likes it but he knows its ganna go to the bathroom everywhere. I wonder what my mom will think of it. It makes me wonder because she's always said "No more animals inside the house." But she always makes up stupid rules like this. Everyone in the house has rules except her. It seems like everyone always has one parent like that. Her rule for herself was no more drinking in the house. She broke that rule 1 week later without punishment. Words can't discribe how strongly I hate of her. Anyways, Alexander is so cute! He follows my brother around in a line and all night long he goes churp churp churp! He's so fuzzy and soft. I know Troy won't take care of it when he's older and ugly. But he fits in your hand! I just hope my parents won't make him get rid of that cause I know that would hurt him. He has a cat, too. But he never takes care of him so why would he ever take care of a duck?!!? It's all cute and cuddly at first. So, I feel bad for it. Not only that Troy will neglect the cat even more because a cat and a baby duck don't mix. Well, I love Alexander <3