Scaring the Ladies

Today I took my son back to the park where the lake with the turtles was.  He still had it in his mind that he wanted to catch one of those things.  I showed him the sign that said "Catch and Release Only."

"But I want to keep one if I catch it," he said.

"Sorry, but you have to follow the rules or the park ranger will give us a ticket."

He wasn't too happy about that, but he accepted it.  After we visited the lake and spotted a few turtles, we  roamed around the park, playing on the swing sets and hiking on the trails. It was very hot and humid, and we were both sweating like crazy.  

At the end of our visit, he wanted to stop back at the lake. 

"Mama," he said.  "See those ducks over there, sitting on the grass?"

"Yeah," I said.  "What about them?"

"I'm going to scare them."

"Why?  They're just..."

Before I could finish my sentence, the boy charged at a flock of about 15 ducks - all female mallards.  They took off into the lake, quacking their little heads off.

"What did you do that for?" I asked when I caught up to him.  "You scared the ladies."

He shrugged his shoulders.  "I don't like girls."

"Why?"  I asked.

"They smell bad.  And they're bossy."

Do you think he was trying to tell me something?