Nona Duck, my personal project manager: I was nailing down the chicken-wire to their house, using screw-nails with orange plastic disks. Skipped one nail and she was standing in front of the house making a quacktrum until i hammered in that missing nail with the orange disk. - I was flattened!Oh yes, there's always a gang of feathered supervisors watching and criticizing me any time I'm in their personal spaces
The safe overnight spot is the little house. It is screwed down to the pallets that make the platform and is covered in ½' hardware cloth. They will be locked in there for the night and are allowed to go out into the mini-run during daytime. So far no aerial predators, no bobcats, cougars or raptors. Just Opossums and Raccoons overnight and a single weasel spotted on the DuckyCam once.
Is she still crazy?
Crazy would be like her mom. I was just leaning on the gate today and she was right by it. Looked up and gave me the biggest side eye.
I am so proud in having a hand in naming her. Nona the cat lives on.
Merde gives the best side eye. Can't wait till the little guys finish feathering out. They are black brown and white.
Without you (and the cat) that poor duck would still be a Noname Duck.
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