Someone "adopted" 5 ducks for me, for a Ducky Derby up by Seattle.  Picture below is after they've "raced" and they're all getting a bath.  My little guys are somewhere in there. Except for one, who I'm sure was a winner and being treated to a ducky spa treatment and meal. 

 

Here's part of the message I got, when I found out I was an adoptive mom:

 

"On Sunday our Rotary Club sponsors the Great Kitsap Duck Race.  For a month before the "race", we Rotarians sell duck adoptions for five dollars each.  On the day of the race, we load 25,000 rubber ducks onto a barge.  Each duck has a number on the bottom corresponding to the "adoption certificate" that the lucky person bought.  We dump all the ducks into the bay at Silverdale, and then we help them get to shore with leaf blowers.  They get funneled through a chute and the first one in wins.  The lucky parent of the winning duck gets a new Nissan truck (or cash) and there are other prizes like a cruise and a hot tub plus lots of smaller prizes.   The money from the duck race goes back to the community in the form of grants.  We make about $90K (after expenses) which we then give away over the next year. "