That was an adorable video - even though there was a period in my mind where I was in abject terror that she wouldn't stop!!!
Wobbles is from Mars and Bean is from Venus is about how I see it - they are both amazingly cute in their own special ways!
Spotty internet, and duck related panic of our own. I put Missy out in the afternoon to play with her friends, and when I went to put her in (she comes back in hours before the other birds), she was gone. She has a spot she goes out front under the lawn cart to await being let inside if she gets out of the back 40, which she has used since she was a tiny duckling. Nothing. No noise, no feathers, no alerts from the other birds. Shorty, who is small even by khaki campbell standards, was with her Friend Geese, and the goslings were with their sitters. Broad daylight. She is too big for most predators, being a tall, heavy duck, and only cars and large dogs or coyotes would have a shot at her. Nothing. We searched everywhere. She is very vocal as well. Not a sound. She is homed to the house. We left the garage door open. Nothing.
I plastered her onto social media (as I felt her disappearance was suspect to say the least). For the next day I wandered through the mud and rain looking for her. Last night, the geese gave a predator alert. We were out back in seconds with flashlights. Nothing. The hidden nests were still hidden and full of eggs. I headed out of the garage to shine the light across the property and heard a very soft greeting call. Under the lawn cart was Missy. Spotless despite two days of rain, and decidedly thirsty. I picked her up and immediately got her version of a hug - she wraps her head and neck against yours and presses in tightly. She's been inside overnight and all day. She is doing some calling for her friends, so I'll put her back out in her summer residence when I bring Shorty and her Friend Geese in.
I am pretty sure someone picked up the cute, friendly duck outside the house, and found themselves with a stubborn, panicked bird with a call that will blast eardrums from a mile away, returning her in the cover of darkness. The geese don't alert to birds they know, and they are familiar with Missy....
