Today i got home from Yellowstone, and i had been hatching out some ducks. But, i was very busy with them and just couldn't turn them. I've hatched many times, but my schedule blew up and i couldn't find the time to do it. Since it was my hatch, nobody wanted to turn them. So, i left them on the table and asked my Grandmother if she could turn them. She put them under the table to die. When i came home, a nasty smell came from the table, it was the rotten eggs. But when i opened it to clean it, a baby duck was screaming. Right now i made a pouch for him, so i can carry him about. I gave him vitamin water, food with vitamins, and heat. Right now hes with me, but i dont know how long he was there or how old he is. HELP?