Tell me about it! So, I'm only 13, and ever since I was a baby, I've had a fascination to animals. My aunt had tons of chickens, and she had a few ducks too. I fell in love with her poultry, and decided I wanted ducks of my own. I asked my dad and he said that we couldn't have chickens wile we where in that house. I had already decided exactly what breeds I wanted and what their names would be, so I was determined not to wait (I know, kinda confusing). So I asked him more about it. He said that even if he did let me, I wouldn't feed them everyday, since I was always reminded to feed my cats. So I made a chart. Everyday, I would write whether I forgot, remembered, or was reminded to feed my cats. When April came, I counted them all up and told my dad. He didn't answer at first. As soon as he came home, I had to ask him about it. When he agreed to bring me to buy the stuff, I knew that meant yes. I got two ducklings, then a few days later, I got two chicks and another duckling. The three I had gotten last were way smaller, and unfortunately, my little brother and cousin killed all the younger ones. Although, they left both the older ones alone. After some time, I ended up with just one duck. I wanted more ducks, but had to wait until spring to get ducklings (which obviously couldn't be around her until they were older). Although, in January, someone in church talked about how they had four ducks that they were giving away because they had already lost a bunch to a fox. I only planned to get one, but my dad apparently expected me to get all four. When we had gotten them, he finally told me why he didn't mind me getting all of them, because then I would have plenty of ducks and wouldn't need to get any ducklings. Although, I still did get ducklings that year, two khaki campbells, and 8 ducklings that one of my ducks hatched. This morning I went to the store planning to get 2 chicks, and came back with two ducklings and two chicks. I have a chick nesting in my hair right now
