My baby Sebastian is now 2 1/2 months old. He definitely has a tuft. We're going through a crabby phase (I HOPE it's a phase). It's as if he's going through the terrible twos. For example, when we're outside, he doesn't want us to pick him up, but if we walk away, he comes running after us in a panic and crying. At least he still likes night time cuddling. Sebastian and his big brother (by a few hours) Gizmo (Cayuga x Khaki Campbell-Cayuga duck) are still living inside the house. His older and younger duck siblings have moved outside to the chicken coop and run. We are in the process of building a separate house and run for the ducks and him. I don't know who's going to cry more when they move outside--Sebastian or my husband. These are his latest pictures. Gizmo; little duck siblings Cooper, Tater, and Tot; scary mini-Dachshund brother Orville; and great aunt Kay are also pictured.