duck dreams

See if you can tell me what this one means: I'm sitting in a rowboat with two other guys -- I can't remember who they are, but I respect them (could be one of my uncles, or my dad or Nic's dad -- can't remember). We're "duck-hunting" (bear in mind that I've never hunted ANYTHING in my life). Evidently, what we're doing is sitting in the boat and waiting until the ducks swim close, then you just reach into the water and grab 'em by the legs. The ducks don't seem to mind this at all. First guy does it, no problem. Second guy right afterwards -- nothing to it. I'm totally dumbfounded.

They tell me it's my turn. They tell me I've come all this way, I might as well get a duck. I turn to look over the side. My duck has extended himself fully, legs straight up in the air. My duck looks more like a rubber chicken floating straight upside-down, with it's feet sticking out like a handle. It's pretty humorous, and it's just too easy, so I grab my duck... but I still feel kinda funny about it. One of the guys starts up the motor and we start heading out. It's at this point that I notice the sign saying duck season ended yesterday. I tell the other guys we've got to let these ducks go. They say the ducks don't seem to mind. I tell them it's still wrong. They don't seem to hear me over the engine. Just as I'm about to decide that regardless of what they do, I'm going to let my duck go, and decide how far I'm going to push the issue for them to let their ducks go too -- just as this is about to happen -- my alarm goes off.

So technically speaking, I still have the duck.

I don't know if this is a good thing or not...