Josh asked if we could feed the ducks that were scattered in pockets here and there around the pond.
I know the usual zoo rule is not to feed the animals so I was the party pooper and said, "No."
So we sat down to feed ourselves, rustling open our chips and sandwich bags.
If you know anything about ducks, those sounds are akin to ringing the dinner bell and yelling "Dinner!"

Ducks! Ducks? Where are all of the dang ducks?
No, no, absolutely NOT.