Well it's a great nameDucky got her name when we were cleaning the deer mom got. The chicks were about 4 weeks old at the time and none of them had names yet. A few pieces of meat was cut up and tossed to the chickens. One of what I then thought was a pullets was bold enough to steal a piece and keep it from the big girls. I decided that would be the one I would keep along with the yet unnamed blue chick. I decided to call it Sharp Tooth. That lead to the blue chick being named Ducky. Well, we know what happened, Sharp Tooth ended up revealing he was a boy about 2 weeks later darn it. By this point the name Ducky had stuck.

