Stewart, Sunny, & The Presumed Scarcity of Duck

Sunny was enjoying the spectacular sunrise, relaxing, and still digesting last night's duck...
Sunny was enjoying the spectacular sunrise, relaxing, and still digesting last night’s Duck … so he doesn’t end up like Pippin The Stuffed PEFA.
As Atlantic City glowed it's sunrise mix of natural and artificial light at dawn, Sunny suddenly froze in terror; as if it was the DAY that was dark and full of terrors.
As Atlantic City glowed it’s eerie sunrise mix of natural and artificial light at dawn, Sunny suddenly became washed with fear; as if it was the DAY that was dark and full of terrors.
He took off like an Owl Out Of Heck across the beach...
He took off like an Owl Out Of Heck across the beach…
Circling high above the Island. What could possibly be wrong Sunny?
Circling high above the Island. What could possibly be wrong Sunny?
Murderball! It's Stewart.
And that’s when Stewart dropped from the sky like a paratrooping dragon.
Rarrrr! And not just Stewart, but Stewart's nemesis too joined us on the beach.
Rarrrr! And not just Stewart, but Stewart’s nemesis too joined us on the beach.
While the hordes of birders irritating Sunny & Mr. Handbersome all day cause him to make lots of quick, evasive flights, the Bald Eagles really send them into orbit. It is not clear if these high, wide circling flights are an extreme defense, or an offensive territorial display.
While the hordes of birders irritating Sunny & Mr. Handbersome all day cause them to make lots of quick,  short, low, evasive flights, the Bald Eagles really send them into orbit. It is not clear if these high, wide circling flights are an extreme defense, or an offensive territorial display.
Whatever the case, Don't Steel Mah Duk.
Whatever the case, Don’t Steel Mah Duk.