Thursday, February 24, 2011

Those ducks, those cold, cold ducks.

Finally got around to getting a photo of the ducks and it would be on a snow day. But I figured I should post this before we have our next additions to the farm.



The white one is a Crested Pekin. He rather reminds me of a comic drunken colonel in a British novel. The dark one is a Cayuga. He's lovely and he's the boss of the ducks. I don't like him though. He'll be nice and meaty, at least. The one in back is a domestic Mallard. He's the smartest of the three and would probably fly away if he could. The hen is a Light Brahma and she'd better start laying soon if she knows what's good for her.

2 comments:

  1. Hmm. Wild ducks are migratory. What the fork do domestic ducks do when the pond freezes?

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  2. Two things--they're not so pond-loving as wild ducks. Ours like to take their baths in a cat box, which is easily refilled with non-frozen water. And it doesn't freeze here much at all. Maybe half a dozen times each winter, barring extreme weather.

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