Two Fridays ago, Ben got off work early. (At noon.) I asked him before he left for work that morning if he would please make sure to bring home a loaf of bread so that the kids could have peanut butter sandwiches for lunch. Well, at 2:30 he finally pulled into the driveway. I could not, for the life of me, figure out what had taken him sooooooo long. I asked him and he responded with, “Just get the camera and come outside.” My first thought was: Someone hit the van. So, there we all were running outside to see what possible could have held him up for so long. He threw open the back hatch for me to see some bedding (supposedly for Carmel Addison) and a mysterious bag of “Chick Starter.”
Did you bring home chickens? No. Uh…what’s that then? You’ll see.
And he disappeared around to the front of the van where he reached into the passenger seat to retrieve a small box. Yeah, I have it on video. Yeah, I tried to post it. Yeah, I’m technologically dysfunctional. Anywho, let’s just say “squeals of delight” would be almost sufficient. Yup. He brought home two baby ducklings. The kids named them, I take no responsibility for THAT. I wanted to go with Drake-O and HENrietta. Buddy named the “boy” duck: Fuzzy. Yep, he’s going to outgrow that name faster than bamboo once he starts to feather out. Puddi named the “girl” duck: Thankful. So there ya’ have it folks, Fuzzy and Thankful. (We actually don’t know their genders, but the kids claimed one as a boy and one as a girl. We’ll see if they were right.)
On the second day we had them, I put them in the bathtub. Fuzzy took to it “like a duck to water.” Go figure. Thankful wasn’t nearly as adventurous. However, by the end of the week, she had stopped throwing a tantrum every time we stuck her in the water.
Note: baby ducks do NOT quack. They “BEEP.” Especially when they are not content with life.
Ducks grow at an alarming rate. They more than doubled in size during the first week! At the end of two weeks, they seem HUGE compared to the little fluff-balls that Ben brought out of that tiny box. Ducks are also reallymessy. I had no idea that two animals so little could make such a BIG mess. After almost two weeks of indoor poultry, they have been moved to the great outdoors. (And there was much rejoicing in the streets…. or at least in the kitchen.)
Buddy had a great idea to make the ducks a pond out of a sled. So that’s what we did. They seem to like it. I like that they are OUTdoors. And…..I’m currently looking for good recipes. If anyone has any good Duck recipes? The kids are actually excited about eating their new “pets.” Puddi suggested that we “eat Carmel too! And…. maybe get a cat and eat that, …..and a dog.” Strange girl.