Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Ducks, the New Family Pet
He chose all males because apparently ducks get all silly when there is a mixed group. This bunch just charges about all together, quacking, eating bugs out of the lawn, swimming in the little pond, pooping and waddling, clueless that they are free to leave at anytime though these seem to be flightless. They also get all confused and quizzical when one gets out of step from the rest of the group. Not a smart lot.
When one was attacked by a dog and lay in the road for awhile, Scott thought he was dead, and plans were made to clean him up, but soon he was up and gimping around. He continues to lag behind the others, but the rest refuse to allow him to malinger, prompting him constantly to keep up, which, he cheerfully attempts to do. They are a group, you see, and a bum leg is no excuse.
Scott's grandson, Sean, inadvertently stepped on one when it was tiny and it lay there all squished and wonky, but that one, too, came around. Maybe ducks aren't terribly smart, but they are resilient.
Winters get pretty drastic up there in Mendon but Scott isn't worried about his ducks. "They can probably take the Winter weather," he says. But if they can't, he says, he's learned from a pal that there's a Chinese family down the road who quite enjoy duck and he can always invest in a new flock next Spring. They're really not that pricey and from what I hear, quite delicious.