Ellie vs. duckling--Duckling wins!

Good girl Ellie.

That is a lot of baby ducks. Not the duck expert but I thought ducks imprint to their mothers when they hatch so I wouldn't think they babysit. But I don't know. I'm glad you didn't met a goose either. I got bit by my grandmas domestic geese when I was 4 or 5. I was so traumatized I hate geese to this day and roosters too(got spurred by one of those too).:(
 
A few summers ago I got to watch a duck raise her 13 babies. I think 3 survived through the end. All 13 were hers, so 17 doesn't seem that far-fetched. Did you recognize the type of duck? You could look it up if you did. I was fortunate when I saw my duck because she was a Mallard with the distinguishable purple on the flight feathers. The drake would appear sometimes and he was so gorgeous. 13 eggs for a Mallard isn't unusual.
 
Good girl Ellie.

That is a lot of baby ducks. Not the duck expert but I thought ducks imprint to their mothers when they hatch so I wouldn't think they babysit. But I don't know. I'm glad you didn't met a goose either. I got bit by my grandmas domestic geese when I was 4 or 5. I was so traumatized I hate geese to this day and roosters too(got spurred by one of those too).:(

Yes, I share your pain. I have been chased by geese before! My husband is afraid of chickens because his grandma had a a mean old rooster that used to chase him. I like cute little birds. :smile2:
 
A few summers ago I got to watch a duck raise her 13 babies. I think 3 survived through the end. All 13 were hers, so 17 doesn't seem that far-fetched. Did you recognize the type of duck? You could look it up if you did. I was fortunate when I saw my duck because she was a Mallard with the distinguishable purple on the flight feathers. The drake would appear sometimes and he was so gorgeous. 13 eggs for a Mallard isn't unusual.

It's a tall , big white duck with some black on it. Our community newsletter had the names of the kind of ducks in the subdivision and it was nothing I recognized or can remember. The babies were quite distinctive from one another, that is what was odd. Half were all yellow and the other half were back and yellow. Very cute! I'll see if I can google it.
 
Duck-update:

Yesterday when we went for a walk, there were no babies, but we did see five adult ducks. They were waddling down the sidewalk and again, Ellie was very calm and dignified, but interested because she was sniffing the air. The ducks stopped at the end of the block and decided to cross the street and Ellie and I were making the turn to continue going down the block and one of the ducks decided we got a little too close and when Ellie and I were only about 3 feet from this duck, she decided to fly. Now THAT scared Ellie! LOL! There is a lot of pomp and circumstance for a duck to take off. Lots of flapping and noise and Ellie jumped backwards and pulled backward on the leash for two or three steps. The rest of the block she would look over her shoulder every once in awhile to make sure there were no ducks coming or going or flying. :smile2: Life is an adventure with Ellie, every single day.
 
That is a great story.

Emma is FIERCE about birds, bees, and butterflies flying around in HER yard. She was snapping at the bees with abandon this evening when I was cutting the lavender. I can't get her to leave them alone.

Every now and then I mention getting ducks, guineas, or chickens to my husband but he says noooooooo....Emma.
 
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