In addition to bags and baskets, while walking the streets of Xiapu I have seen fowl contained in cages as well. One photo of a relevant example involving ducks came out blurrier than I expected, because just as I was about to take it a woman reached into the cage.
The ducks did their best to avoid her grasp, but there wasn't much they could do. They were sitting ducks, even if not literally.
Very soon the woman was examining the duck of her choice.
After the inspection, she took the duck elsewhere. Although leaving a cage sounds like a good thing in general, I assumed this was a case of out of the frying pan into the fire. Perhaps I should have stuck around to learn its fate, but I ducked out, which seems a bit ironic now.
The ducks did their best to avoid her grasp, but there wasn't much they could do. They were sitting ducks, even if not literally.
Very soon the woman was examining the duck of her choice.
After the inspection, she took the duck elsewhere. Although leaving a cage sounds like a good thing in general, I assumed this was a case of out of the frying pan into the fire. Perhaps I should have stuck around to learn its fate, but I ducked out, which seems a bit ironic now.
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