Someone had walked by our property and seen (not heard) the ducks and had reported us. Was I ticked? Sure I was!!! Who has nothing better to do then nark on a couple of cute ducks!?! Seriously I was POed but what was done was done and now we had to fight to keep them because I was so not giving up our Fred and his new woman. Fred is our boy!!! We have been through way to much together.
I had one week to gather "support material" aka write a letter to the village council asking for special permission to keep the ducks. I knew there was no way in heck we would get the ordinance changed, but maybe, just maybe, we could get an exemption. So I wrote my letter. I had two neighbors write letters on our behalf! I called the oldest country kid's therapist ( he has Asperger's, it's an autism spectrum disorder) and SHE wrote a letter explain how loosing them would not be good for him. Fred and Betty were now "therapy ducks!"
|Letters of support. And yes, I did black out |
names and stuff because this IS the internet
The night of the meeting, I was nervous. We had one yes but there were still six other people who got to vote. I got there on time..... dressed nice (for me anyway) and even had slapped on some make up. There were only about five of us in the audience and seven counsel members, but the stress level, at least in my head, was almost to the moon. After the pledge of allegiance, the counsel set to work. I was kind of spacing off, working on answers to give, when I heard "Well since Mindie is here, let's move her up on the agenda." **GULP** I took a deep breath and prepared to dig my heals in and fight for our feathered friends.
What happened next was such a blur. The announced why I was their and that I had provided support material. There was murmuring from the council members indicating they all had read it. I was bracing for the onslaught of questions and finger shaking for knowingly breaking the law..... and I heard "do I have a motion to grant the exemption" and a lot of voices trying to make the motion!!! "All in favor of granting the exemption?" Seven, yes I said SEVEN yes votes!!!!
I thanked them up and down and burst from village hall. I wanted to get home and tell the rest of the family the good news!!! The oldest country kid was so happy he wanted to go thank the village council for permitting a pet exemption for Fred and Betty. So we went back up, interrupted the meeting, only to have the oldest country kid (who is eight) become instantly shy and bury his face in my shirt!!! But they all understood what this little boy was trying to say!!!
And so I am happy to report, I fought the law and, the law, well......... we got an exemption!!! Fred and Betty are now considered pets. Geee, we always knew they were! But even more importantly, they are family! And best of all, they are here to stay!!!