Duck is risen
And now a feel-good story in honor of the solstice.
If you were strolling by a lake in the dead of winter and saw a duck trapped under the ice, you might search for a stick to poke a hole, or maybe throw a heavy rock, to create a break in the surface.
That is one very trapped duck!
But a fella named Langøien Karl didn’t mess around with rocks, he threw himself in.
The 36-year-old Norwegian native was already dressed for swimming, as he takes part in a (somewhat insane) hobby of “ice bathing,” which involves going for winter dips. When he spotted the duck, he dropped his towel and wasted no time jumping to the rescue.
Karl went the extra distance on shore, performing mouth-to-mouth resuscitation on the stunned duck, breathing life back into its feathered body.
Don’t try this at home.
The continuing story of King Karl! ( I am linking to the original Karl, King of Ducks story, but upon rereading it for the first time in a decade, I realized it contains a homophobic slur as a general derogatory insult, as was common in the days of 4chan, so I do apologize for that–it is still an amusing story: I am Karl, King of Ducks!”. )
Continuing the Christmas movie theme (from Love Actually), the before shot makes it look rather like the duck that Marcus hit with his mother’s home-baked loaf in About a Boy. Happy Christmas to all!
Heh. I like that movie.
Another data point in proof that you should never forget your towel.