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fifenashia
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Wow, it's been a real long time since I updated this. I got busy and .... well you know how it goes. Then yesterday tragedy struck us for the 2nd time. Let me back up and update form the night we put them all together.
It was a rough few days but they did well and overall settled down, Duckie became VERY attached to the newbie duckling. They grazed together and slept on the bottom of the coop together. Then one day I went down and the duckling was making the oddest noise, not a quack but similar. As I picked it up i noticed.... pin feathers!!! We had gotten a DRAKE! Holy cow was I excited! I wondered if him and duckie would become mates. And it seemed they might, she was loosening up, becoming more calm and her ticks that she had developed lessened. Even a friend of mine a few weeks ago noticed how well she had adjusted since 4th of July even. And then, all 4 girls were laying for us! We got a bunch of eggs albeit not every day but still. Life was going well at the Squawk box.
I even became more comfortable with them being left out alone again. The fence has been shored up and we had a large patio door installed in the living room that exits to the yard. They will occasionally wander up to the door and beg for blueberries haha. I love my flock of misfits. Tank is growing ridiculously fast and he is bold and brazen, even scaring off the local cats! He don't take crap from noone and I think he takes his job as Patriarch Protector VERY seriously.
Yesterday, my youngest went down to put all the birds up so we could let the dogs run for a bit. And he found Tank the Drake dead, floating in his pool. We are all pretty upset. The thing of it though is that it's not that I was super emotionally attached to him. But I think duckie was and I my heart breaks for her. With this group, once they went outside I havent spent as much time with them. Working 8-10 hours a day and then the hour long commute sucks. But I think I was also trying to protect myself from getting hurt as bad as last time. It didn't work. I miss him, I miss his weird razzy quack. And even though he was mean, he was a good duck to have around.
Not sure what will happen now. I was looking forward to building him and duckie a "love nest" this fall for under the hen house so that they could be below, together and be warm. Crap, now what!
And this morning duckie and red have been VERY vocal down there. They want out and I think they want Tank's company.
What's a chicken momma to do!?!?
It was a rough few days but they did well and overall settled down, Duckie became VERY attached to the newbie duckling. They grazed together and slept on the bottom of the coop together. Then one day I went down and the duckling was making the oddest noise, not a quack but similar. As I picked it up i noticed.... pin feathers!!! We had gotten a DRAKE! Holy cow was I excited! I wondered if him and duckie would become mates. And it seemed they might, she was loosening up, becoming more calm and her ticks that she had developed lessened. Even a friend of mine a few weeks ago noticed how well she had adjusted since 4th of July even. And then, all 4 girls were laying for us! We got a bunch of eggs albeit not every day but still. Life was going well at the Squawk box.
I even became more comfortable with them being left out alone again. The fence has been shored up and we had a large patio door installed in the living room that exits to the yard. They will occasionally wander up to the door and beg for blueberries haha. I love my flock of misfits. Tank is growing ridiculously fast and he is bold and brazen, even scaring off the local cats! He don't take crap from noone and I think he takes his job as Patriarch Protector VERY seriously.
Yesterday, my youngest went down to put all the birds up so we could let the dogs run for a bit. And he found Tank the Drake dead, floating in his pool. We are all pretty upset. The thing of it though is that it's not that I was super emotionally attached to him. But I think duckie was and I my heart breaks for her. With this group, once they went outside I havent spent as much time with them. Working 8-10 hours a day and then the hour long commute sucks. But I think I was also trying to protect myself from getting hurt as bad as last time. It didn't work. I miss him, I miss his weird razzy quack. And even though he was mean, he was a good duck to have around.
Not sure what will happen now. I was looking forward to building him and duckie a "love nest" this fall for under the hen house so that they could be below, together and be warm. Crap, now what!
And this morning duckie and red have been VERY vocal down there. They want out and I think they want Tank's company.
What's a chicken momma to do!?!?