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Discussion in 'Ducks' started by ZakoHero, Jan 17, 2013.
Well the problem is they don't understand why their mommie gets to be inside and they don't.
Poor babies ;; I feel so guilty when I have to leave Wobbles alone, like when I have to take out the trash or go drop off a package (I never leave him for more than 15 minutes or so). He just goes bananas, and I can't explain to him why I have to leave or that I'll be coming back! Silly lizard-brained animals.
Poor Wobbles you need one of those things mamas wear to keep their babies close to their bodies. I don't know what their called goes over the shoulder like a sling, mini size for Wobbles.
Wobbles is purse sized! I'm sure no one at Michaels will ever notice
I can just see Wobbles sticking his little head out of one of those "purse dog" carrying bags.
That would be awesome
I am heading to the North Shore - Melrose - area in 2 weeks & hoping to introduce my family to duck eggs. The last time I was there I couldn't find any. Can anyone tell me where to get them? I have 10 ducks, 5 drakes, myself but the airlines seem to have an issue with taking eggs as a carry-on; I can't imagine why. My girls are giving me 7-8 eggs a day now that Spring is here: Portland, Oregon area & everything is budding & starting to bloom! (oops, was I bragging?!)
If you're allowed to have them in your luggage, wrap them like people wrap hatching eggs for shipping long distances, maybe that would work.
So today me, my sister, my dad, and my mom all ate lunch together after church and I made bread pudding and I made it with duck eggs. It was sooo good! I let my family eat it all before I broke the news that it was duck eggs instead of chicken eggs because my mom and sister are weird about that stuff. But anyways when I told them my dad just said "Cool" and kept eating his. My sister yelled "What!", and my mom almost puked! I replied "Now really, What is the big deal! An egg is an egg!" I used 3 frozen call duck eggs because I couldnt hatch them. They were clean and tasted great! My mom was raised in orlando, pittsburgh, and just across the bridge into new jersey. She really isnt it to this "Farm thing" My dad as raised on a farm and my sister and I were both raised on a farm but my mom never liked it. I remember she always hated it when the wind blew and the dairy farm next door had just spread manure. She would complain that it must be illegal and my dad would say it reminded him of his childhood! lol.
My 3 little guys on my pond.
4-5" of ice we had to break through for them.
And my pug Dudley checking them out.