At about 11:20 tonight I realized I hadn't locked up the ducks yet so I went to it. I swear I woke up the neighborhood. Before I even reached the ducks in their kennel I heard a noise. A few more steps and the ducks were freaking out in the box. Instantly I shout "O Cr*P, NO!!!" thinking some critter is attacking my ducks. They bolt out of the box and my brother come bolting out of the house. I'm still not sure if something is in the box so I ask him to bring a flash light. He sees something moving in the yard and wants to attack. I call him off knowing it's the ducks. We catch them and check out the box. Nothing there. What spooked them? My shadow. We can't stop laughing. My yard backs up to a wetland and my shout echoed. Our weather has just begun to warm up and you can bet everyone has their windows open. Oops, I'm so embarrassed. P.S. I have 2 runner ducks.