...came back with NOTHING! Uggh! And trust me, it wasn't by choice(but by force). There was a bin of clean legged bantams with some RSLs mixed in, one with Cornish Xs, and my personal favorite, one with a mix of Pekin and Rouen ducklings. Me: *glares at ducks* Look dad! Ducks! Dad: No. Me: But they're ducks! I really want more ducks. Dad: We have two. And these things get huge. And you have to get 6. What are we going to do with 6? Me: We'll find someone who wants some extras. Dad: We're not buying them to give them away! Me: ... Dad: You're getting 8 baby chicks in 3 days. Me: ... Dad: If any chicks die, I'll get you ducks. Me: I'm holding you to your word. Dad: ... Me: Some are bound to die, you know that, right? Dad: We'll see. I'm hoping none of my babies die. But if they do...well...ducklings are nice also... Just not as nice. Maybe the store will let us only take a few home with us...there weren't very many left in the bin. I hope they get another shipment. If I luck out at all.