yesterday my dad rescued a baby duckling from the sea, right away we did what we could to help it...well i did, i had even picked it up and qiuetly sang derpys lulliby to it. I had even named it, it was to weak to lift its own head, eventually it died probably from drinking to much salt water. I sat there and cried for what seemed like hours. We wrapped him in tissue and put him in a little colgate box and berried it by a little stream, i had also made a little tombstone for it, i may have known it for a short while but i cried for as long as i can remember