Just now, the quiet outside was broken by one of the runners - probably Funf, sounds like her voice. Out of nowhere, I was startled to hear quite the little yell! It wasn't a quack, it was definitely a holler. Nothing preceded it, nothing followed it. All is well. What was going on with her?? Who knows? I doubt it's anything serious - maybe she was dreaming that she was telling Zehn off. So that made me think about other odd things the ducks do from time to time. Once, with some time on my hands apparently, I watched as Elfie grabbed a bite of food, trotted over to the water bowl, dabbled, trotted back to the food bowl, grabbed a bite of food, trotted back to the water bowl, dabbled . . . . for about twenty minutes. She's also the one who will let me pet her and pick her up, but won't take food from my hand. It's part of their personalities, to have little routines and quirks. What are some other benign and unexplainable things your ducks do?