I’m home for a few days. Yesterday I made my rounds. Dropped off paperwork, visited with dispatch, went to see my horse, got my eyes checked, oh and I stopped off at the farm store and came home with babies… 9 of them to be exact. Ducklings to be even more exact.
The thing is, ducks are pigs. Actually, I think pigs are cleaner than ducks. Yes they are cute, fluffy, little balls of love, but they love water. And we have done ducks before, 12 flying mallards. They were really cool. Loved them. Really. Just not the mess and extra work they create. But, what is life without work?
I am a chicken lover. Hubs is the duck man. He loves the flying mallards. And since it’s his birthday on Sunday I figured I’d pick up some ducks for him. Sadly I could only get 4 mallards and they had my Black Swedish I’ve been eyeing…. And 2 Khaki Campbell ducks that looked like they needed a home too. And really if you have 4, what’s 5 more?
Right now they are residing in my sunroom but just wait until we get the kiddy pool out. It’s loads of fun. And mud….. But, we will not have crickets this year, which I have missed about having ducks. They LOVE crickets!!