Mourning Duck

Thanks for the information. Maybe, I will try a mirror. She is still fairly upset even though I found her another duck. I do spend time out in the yard with her, but I sometimes wonder if it makes it worse. She has a tendency to follow me around instead of her new pal, and hates it when I do go into the house. She stays at the door quaking, hoping I will come back out. Which leads me to wonder if she will even bond with the new girl. I am unsure how much experience people have in this area since it is only two ducks and not a flock.

I also do not know if the predator is around. I have not been letting them out of the coop until the day has fully started.

I am wild about my ducks, just so you know where this is coming from.

Rather than consider reducing contact with her during this time, I would make effort to spend time with both, giving both treats together, so that they associate good, secure feelings with being around each other.

She has been traumatized, and is grieving, and so I generally do unto ducks as I would have others do unto me - in this case, comfort, try to keep her safe, and let her heal on her own time frame. It's been how long since the attack?

And while you may not be aware of the presence of the predator - she very likely is. Listen to that, please.

I had a little disabled duck that was unable to walk without support I had him in a cage inside he was about a week old. Another duck had hatched out her eggs and I walked by the little house and I heard a peeping noise. There was another egg in the house and it was moving and I heard it peeping. I got it out and it litterally hatched in my hands. The momma duck and the babies were already off the nest and this was a late hatcher. I brought her inside and put her with the disabled duck. They quickly bonded and loved each other. I would take them outside everyday but neither one wanted anything to do with the other ducks. The disabled duck died I think he was around 5 or 6 weeks old. Que Sera was the duck that I hatched in my hands she was left alone. She grieved so badly and I grieved right along with her. I put a mirror in her cage and that helped so much. Before if I wasn't in her sight she would have the loudest quack I have ever heard. I would take Que Sera outside everyday and spend hours trying to get her used to the other ducks. At first she wouldn't leave my ankle but then each day she ventured further and further from me. If I left her outside by herself she would quack so loudly. I would bring her back inside with me and the next day we would go back outside.
Each day she got closer and closer to the other ducks. The momma duck would parade her babies close to where Que Sera was at. I talked to her and tried to reassure her. I can't really remember how long it took I think it was around 2 weeks she left me to go with the flock of ducks. I had tears in my eyes when she joined them and the first night she spent with them I checked on her every two hours. She is the only one that eats out of my hands in the mornings and of course she talks to me when I feed them. She is a full fledged flock member now. She is very special to me, I understood her grieving because I felt it myself. I gave her time and that is what she needed and plenty of love.

Patty
This is a pic of Que Sera and Turbo. We put the boards up so he could balance himself and practice his walking. Que Sera is on the right she quickly out grew him.