As we sat there, the mallard and I, we discussed our backgrounds and I summed mine up thusly: I have lived here in Missouri, near the foothills of the Ozarks, my whole life. I work for the local SPCA as an animal control officer and do most of my work from my Ford F150 camper top truck. As the duck was finishing up his summary life, I realized that ducks do not talk or
vape. "I must be suffering from heat exhaustion," I muttered. At which time I left the duck at his home and headed out to the Urgent Care facility to get an IV of fluids. "I must also be suffering from nic poisoning from hypervaping my Provari VV because it is my preferred
device," I exclaimed to myself as I pulled into the parking lot of the Urgent Care.