I have been really pleased with our ducks. Chickens hate our rainforest climate. The poor buggers cluster under cover and hate life. Over the past three days, temperatures have hovered around 33 degrees. We have had just under six inches of precipitation, some as rain, but more as slush. Also, winds gusting to ~60MPH. Everywhere you look are pools of slush and water several inches deep. Even the dogs look at me like I'm nuts when I tell them to go outside. They tiptoe through the slush, do their business, and come right back inside. But the ducks are partying. Their run has mostly flooded. That is unusual, since it is on top of a hill. They have a couple inches of water to play in and they are making the most of it - chasing each other around, flapping their wings, and spraying muddy slush all over the place. They continue the practice of only going into their shelter when it is sunny and warm. If it is wet, freezing, and windy, they are outside making the most of it.