Ducklings! Beautiful, vulnerable and in my house. It was around the 4th of July when my wandering kids came back with this handful of fluff. “They were in the street crying! There was no Mama!” they said. These little puffs still had their egg tooth. Ours is a semi-urban environment, so we sent the kids back to see if someone was looking for their lost pets. But to no avail. “Look again, we can’t take them from their mama. Look again!” I said. Still nothing , no Mama, no owner, nothing.
“Can we keep them??” Hmmm, what else could we do? So here we are with three little ducks.
At this point in time, all three could fit in one hand. They wouldn’t survive the night if left out on their own. Our neighborhood is filled with cats and dogs, speeding cars and the air has at least three types of hawks. No, they would have to stay.
We went to the feed store to get food for ducklings and gave them a splash bowl. Every night they spend inside so critters can’t get them but their days are spent in the yard gleaning bugs and things from my garden. We believe they are Mallards from their very distinct markings.
So here it is six weeks later and they are still on my porch. Their legs have turned gray and two that we think are males have begun to get brown pin feathers. They are fun to watch swim and eat bugs. The kids have become settle for our fowl friends. They( the ducks) have been afforded a sleep they may have never gotten had they been in the wild. Sleep so deep that they are stretched out and look dead while lying in my daughter’s lap.
They even have a call for us when they are ready to go out or come in! Who is in charge here?
We have had ducks before but they were for eggs and meat. There were too many to enjoy and of course, considered a chore. These babes have been delightful. A closeness to nature not everyone is allowed. I will update our learning adventures with Bluebell , Thor and NoName and if you are a duckxpert and know they are not Mallards drop me a note!
Yes! That is a pillow they are on! They love pillows!