There was something different about the newcomers. Mother said their size and color were because they were malnourished. They walked in a hurry and did not have our regal gait. I did not worry too much when the newcomers were fed before us since they were probably starving. I heard the manager say that the big, ugly ducks should be replaced with the beautiful swans. Poor big ugly ducks, I thought to myself. My dark hour of reason came when I woke up in the midst of a hundred of us cramped up in the abandoned lake at the back.