My coworker Scott brought his 5 month old baby duck Mushu by work the other day. Here’s me (I always look hung over even when I’m not drinking) trying to pet Mushu. He did NOT like it, so I didn’t bother him too much because you see… Mushu can’t walk.

His flippers are all curled up and he can’t waddle at all. So Scott’s wife tried treating him with antibiotics, thinking it was an infection. After a few days with no improvement, they took Mushu to the Duck Vet and it was found that Mushu needed some kind of ligament release surgery. Flipper surgery.

Most people would put down a duck rather than pay $300 for the surgery, although I think $300 for surgery is pretty cheap.

His surgery was Thursday and Scott said it was a success. Go Mushu!

I think Mushu should be an inspiration to us all. You’ve taught me so many things, little baby duck. Including, how to spell Mushu.

This is my friend Steve, who I haven’t seen in many years, surprising his mom on Mother’s day. I’m guessing his brother filmed it, and James is his nephew.

He’s the type of person that just hearing his voice makes you homesick for him. I’ve been trying to talk him and his wife into moving to Colorado, but no luck so far. Enjoy his adorableness.

Man, I’ve been busy this week!

Good news: I finally found a part-time job. I’m going to help with chart reviews for a medical study.

Bad news: They’ve given me so much work at my main job that I’ll have to work all this weekend and every evening as well.

If I can make it through this week, I’ll be all right. Say it with me, “If we can just make it through this week, we’ll be all right.”