The guy up the road told me he's getting some ducks next week. Khaki Campbells and/or Welsh Harlequins. I reminded him that he'd basically given me his duck cage because he wanted to build a new one and asked if he wanted it back. He said he wanted to build something more in keeping with his garden, but didn't know when he would have the time. Plus he hadn't made a fence around the area where he wants them to live. I swear I didn't mean to say it, but out of my mouth, completely involuntarily came, "I'll foster them at my place if you need some more time!" So now I have to put off moving my 9 week old chicks into the bigger cage.