The last thing I expected to see as I walked into a Fireplace store in Wasilla were ducks. They hung by door and quacked a little as I stepped around them. I jokingly asked the woman inside if they were her pets. She said they weren’t but that they hang around the stores probably because they get fed. I am not sure if it is the year we live in, or the state of Alaska we live in but why does nothing surprise me anymore?