William Faulkner II:  

I bet you never heard this story about me? While stationed in the Air Force in Italy 1985 my landlord gave my son two ducklings for his birthday. One day I went to work and a big thunderstorm came up and did it rain. At lunchtime I went home and when I arrived I noticed that the box with the little ducklings was under the drain spout for the water running off the roof. Both little ducklings were under water and water was rushing into the box. It had been raining for almost one and half hours. I was looking at the poor little ducklings in the box and thinking the worst. I picked them up and took them inside the house and laid them on the side of the sink in the kitchen. What was I going to tell my son when he comes home from school? Their little heads were now hanging off the edge of the sink, when my police training kicked in, "CPR". What, on a duck? How? This is nuts. I first looked out the window to ensure no one outside could see me but there was no one there, of course. I then picked up the first duck, held it upside down and a little water came out of its bill. I gave it a little squeeze and a little more water came out. Laid it down and picked up the second one and did the same with it. Still no reaction from the little ducks. Picked up the first duck again then thought direct CPR was needed. Held my fingers on the end of its bill and blew air gently through the nose holes on top of the bill, at the same time squeezing the little body gently when the air had filled the lungs. Did this 10 times and then laid it down and did the same to duck number...Expand for more