There once lived a very high falootin’ duck called Lady Duck. Now, Lady Duck was no Lady, just a lady, but she had high hopes of reaching that esteemed elevation in time. How, you might ask? Well, she had her sights set on one Lord Englebert Pettimore III. Was Lord Englebert Pettimore III a Lord? Not quite, as he was only a Lord by way of his mother who had also once dreamed of a higher station in life. You can imagine the conversations. Well, Lady Duck never got her Lord, but she did get one Fred Eggstair, a local Rhode Island Red. Lady Duck liked gems and well, Fred saved his whole life trying to buy her the biggest and best. In fact, Fred cockadoodle-dooed so much for extra pay that he went hoarse early on and never worked again, but he did, by way of his part-time job as crossing guard 2 at the local elementary, earn a fine fuschia stickpin for his going away gift. You guessed it, Fred had it made into a pendant for Lady Duck, who wore that fuschia gem every day, rain or shine, muddy or clear waters and they were happy all the rest of their days.