I have been waiting to go to the bird auctions all year. Finally got there yesterday and in hundreds of fowl there was one call duck. ONE. And I got her! So now I have FIVE call ducks, Im not sure if her babies are purebred calls or not but I will soon find out. Ive got a little story to tell about this next duck. I had never intended to buy a moscovy...I must have walked past this duck a dozen times, but for some reason just before the auction started I leaned down to look at her and she trilled and smooched me...Like a cat! I decided I had to have this duck. No way was I going to let her go for meat. I noticed another young girl talking to her and patting her and thought I might have some competition in the betting. It turns out, the other young lady was her owner, who just moved to the city and couldnt keep her anymore, and was there to make sure she didnt go for meat. They were lucky I was there. I have named her Regina...I have never owned a duck like this. My drake is friendly to me but this...She begs for pats and smooches like a cat. She follows me around trilling. She will not leave the laundry door and when I go in, she makes a beeline for the washing machine. I think she used to live in the laundry. She is not impressed with the layer mix, although she finally ate some last night because she was in with the calls and the ducklings were making pigs of themselves. I have no idea what they used to feed her but she is so very posh and spoiled!