Alright, it's been over a week since I had the duck. Felt so sorry for her, she wouldn't sit still, could barely stretch her wings and the whole place smelled like poop despite me cleaning it up every half an hour. Sorry about the details, but I found this and her desperate attempts to free herself very hard to watch and was worried about the possibility of having to keep her until the leg was fixed. ;-( The vet examined her thoroughly, noted the swelling, but said nothing was fractured. Her guess was a sprained ankle and that it would come right again. So I went home, put her in the head down position (copied it from a duck ringing blog), cleaned the underside of her plumage, fed her and released her onto the beach where I had picked her up. No noisy protests, I don't think I've traumatised her as much as I thought I had. Only two days later I found her limping, a massive improvement compared to hobbling on one foot. She's been like that since. I truly hope it will get better still, and am very happy to see her back in the flock as cheeky as always. Note to self: animals don't feel sorry for themselves. So, to everybody who has been following this, and especially for the people above who took the time to offer their help: A big "thank you" to you! I'm left with the joy of watching them and the occasional feeding session. Here are some photos 1) The one in the middle. About to munch on some carrot-potato-corn mix 2) Dozing amongst fellow ducks on the platform PS: I dream of having a few yards one day where I can keep some beautiful ducks.