4th of july

i went to the local park that was having  fun and games for all t celebrate the fouth. we walked around and saw the booths and the food and even had funnel cake. The prozac had kicked in some but I still felt moody. and then we pass by the pound where the ducks are that my daughter wanted to see and feed. As we walk up and look down on the ducks we see some male ducks chasing away and bay duck, harrassing it everywhere it went. and off to one side there is a Momma duck being held under the water by two larger make ducks. not mounting her but grabbing her head and neck and holding her under water drowning her to death! she would fight and fight to come up for air but every time some duck took her under again. Her baby duck had been pushed so far away from her that they would never meet up again. I threw my water bottle at them but it didn't faze then a bit. a man walked up and saw what was happening and all he said was it looks like their trying to kill that duck. I couldn't get down to her for i was up on a brigde with a 8 month pregnant daughter. I could have tried to crawl down the steep hill to get to then but had something happened to me my daughter would have had gone for help and we were in the middle of a park with children around. I felt sick.abandoned,beat up,lost and wanting to run away. I wanted to help her and take her away. I had no help around me. It has been five hours and I feel even worse now. so many ways i could relate to that momma duck and that baby duck being lead astray never to be whole again to always have to fit for her self. no one to love her. And the Mom who tried so hard to do the right thing yet she she got beaten up , used, and then killed. for not. what a 4th.