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We live in Maine, ergo we watch (and love) the Red Sox.

But it seems like we’re not the only species to do so.

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This was the scene at a recent game. And in typical nothing bothers New Englanders fashion, play continued even though a pair of mallard ducks had landed right in the middle of Fenway Park.

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Being Boston fowl, they made themselves at home in the outfield, munching grass and doing what ducks are apt to do.

Poop.

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But hey, the Sox won the game… so no one was complaining.

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