Ducks & Ghosts

The other day there were a couple of Mallard ducks in our yard. They were so cute waddling around and nesting in the grass. It was about 6:30 a.m. and Mark and Fig were laying on the couch while I got ready to leave for work. I said, "ohhh, they're so cute, I hope Fig doesn't hurt them", and Mark said, "well it's not........" and we looked over and saw this:

and he continued, "...it's not the ghost of Fig they have to worry about, it's Gage (the neighbor's big dog").

Aaaaaaaaarh......boo!

(this is just Fig yawning, by the way)