I usually make a salad for lunch. The ducks want in on the goods:
It never fails, I open a bag of greens and it doesn’t matter where they are in the yard, they do their fast paddle to the patio door. I swear they have sonic hearing.
Domestic ducks running is hysterical. Every morning when I let them out of the coop they charge all over the yard making sure their territory is safe from all threats.
I had a new “duck sitter” when I went away a few weeks ago and she would text me every morning saying that watching that made her day. Makes mine, too.
Seriously, these guys. I’ve been trying to do some landscaping and whenever I have the shovel out, the dogs have to be inside. This week, the ducks decided to get in on the act.
Penelope/Pearl is watchful from the patio – this is all new to her. Meanwhile Mabel and Maddie have been here long enough they view me as the not very smart yard help. So they just do as they please. I even started throwing dirt ON them. They just gave me the side-eye.
Ducks. They are just cats with feathers.
Hey and believe it or not, I’m going to be cooking up a storm this weekend. Until then…
I’ve received a lot of requests for video of the ducks and bath time is the best time for that.
Penelope/Pearl’s bath doesn’t have any sound because my neighbors are remodeling and it overwhelmed that portion of the video. Enjoy!
I am heading out of town and won’t be around much to post until I return, so this Pearl update will have to hold you.
She has finally figured out she’s a duck and no longer follows me everywhere (yes, I am both relieved and sad). And after a few hours behind the pet yard she easily integrated with the other ducks.
Mabel would chase her. Mabel is the brown one and until she started chasing her, I thought she was mild-mannered. Who knew she was the strong silent type. Pearl does not back down, just goes back to try and make friends. And for some reason, she follows Maddie (my grey one) all around, much to Maddie’s annoyance.
She still sleeps inside at night, but once I return I’ll see about moving her to the coop. I assume if there is trouble they will make such ruckus I’ll be able to go out and stop it.
This photo quacks me up. Like, “why am I in a box?” Pearl gets more and more feathers every day. Which means my house is now covered in the downy layer she is losing. Like someone broke open a down pillow. Continue reading
The ducks have started laying eggs again, so it must be spring! These are all Maddie’s. About a dozen so far. Mabel just began laying this morning, so I will soon be overrun. Two eggs a day doesn’t sound like much, but they add up quickly.
Their original pool finally sprung a leak, and even though they have a bigger pool they have shunned, it was time to find them a new pool. Continue reading
I have to resist moving them to their coop. They are capable of going there all on their own. They hate being cooped and don’t mind the snow as long as there is no wind.
Beautiful, snowy day here. Time for a nice hot chocolate with tiny little marshmallows.
It’s difficult to get a good photo of their cuteness, because they tend to turn away from the camera. That was the case here. They were at the door, peering in as I fixed their breakfast. But as soon as I went to photograph them, away they went.
I did manage to get a closeup though. I cannot tell you how adorable I find it that they await their meal as I get breakfast and dinner together for the furry critters. They HAVE food in their dish all day, but they expect to participate in the mealtime ritual, regardless.