My ducks are about a month old now, and are essentially feathered out. They could go outside, but some of the run is pretty revolting and mucky right now, so I'm holding off until we clean it out this weekend. My ducks and chickens live together with no problems. The ladies nest together, the ducks actually sleep up on the roosts sometimes (we have wide roosts), they feed together - there's no drama. Now that I'm up to thirteen ducks they'll be getting their own home and enclosure so that they can trash their water all they want.
Speaking of the ducks, the blasted Rouens have taken to wanting to sleep in the run, and refusing to go inside at night. So, since they're water-resistant, covered in down, and perfectly happy with the sleeping spot they've chosen, I'm letting them stay out there. That will be another advantage to their own secure enclosure - they can sleep anywhere they please.
It was rather delightfully quiet this morning. I only heard the Easter Egger sound off in the coop once while I was out filling feed and water bowls, and he's not particularly loud. Papa Captain Morgan is two years old and fully mature now and almost never crows unless he hears something he doesn't like. The girls are much happier now that they aren't being jumped at every turn, as the EE is a polite little guy, and the Captain is a gentleman and a scholar with them.
The temptation to do something with my fridge full of chicken-dinners-to-be is killing me! I can't wait to put one of those suckers into the Crock-Pot on Saturday with some vegetables and some good white wine and do him justice.