Just so y'all know, I really appreciate the support right now. It's been a very stressful week, between Wibbles and school starting and everything else. It's just nice to know I'm not totally alone here.
I'm still just destroyed over this. Every time I think about it all, it just washes over me again. I miss her little face, peering out from the paper towel curtain over her EcoGlow, and how she would watch my hand hopefully when I would wiggle my fingers at her. I miss watching her splash and play in the water, and having to catch her when she decided to come running out of her tub and make a break for it. I miss having to sneak to bed after dark so she wouldn't wake up and peep for attention. I miss accidentally waking her up anyway and having to sit by the brooder with her little wing in my hand until she fell back to sleep. Most of all, I miss when she would snuggle up warm in my hands and nibble at my fingers until she dozed off, content. She was so full of life and such a character! My first duck, the only egg to develop of 18, the little ducky that could. I will never forget my experience with her, nor will I let this make me give up on the idea of adding ducks to my flock. I have some things to consider for now.
Anyway, I'm rambling at this point. Don't mind me.