The ducks are annoyed that the chickens got airtime yesterday and are demanding I make up for it. That's okay, it's time to introduce...
...Warren the Upper Canada Village duck!
Warren is spending the winter with us. He is great-granddaddy to our own ducklings.
Warren is very handsome, friendly and curious. He is also the BOSS.
Something happened to Warren's wing a while back (he is seven years old) and it didn't heal properly, so it sticks out at a wonky angle. But it doesn't seem to bother him.
As you can see, the ducks have been busy drilling holes in the ground.
They've also been enjoying the sunny, unseasonably-warm weather we've been having lately. That's Hannibal on the left (the biggest "duckling"... hard to call him that when he's bigger than his Mama now!) Amy is just to the right, however...
I am starting to supsect "Amy" is a boy. I need to learn how to sex a duck. I am just going by the fact that Amy is almost as big as Hannibal. They seem to like each other and I often find them hanging out together. A name change may be in order. I don't like "Amos", so I will have to come up with another self-destructive superstar... Kurt Cobain? Jim Morrison? Heath Ledger? Someone like that. But I'll make sure she's a he first.
Aren't they attractive?
One of the girls (I have a hard time right now telling the white ones apart) likes to sit on my lap and get the back of her neck scratched.
There, hopefully that will satisfy the ducks' demands for today!