A Salute in the Saucer

I hopped through the screen door flap and marched down the flagstone garden path toward the low stone birdbath! Right in the cool moss sat a glazed ceramic saucer brimming with crystal-clear rainwater. Naturally, it was a royal reviewing mirror awaiting inspection! I leaned over the rim, puffed my chest wide, and stared straight into the glassy surface—only to find another dashing duck staring back, complete with a splendid white frosting beard! I leaned in for a ceremonial beak tap, but my bill bumped the water. Plip-plop! Concentric silver ripples danced across the puddle, splashing cool droplets right onto my tummy. I hopped back with an eager squeak, saluting my shimmering twin!