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It’s very sad. My parents’ ducks are being eaten.

My dad built this pond in the back yard with plants and waterfalls and everything. Then he and my mom bought some baby ducks. The ducklings loved the pond and as they grew they became true pets to my parents. The ducks were tame and very cute.

Something found out the ducks were there, and a few nights ago, one of them disappeared. Then the next night, another one was gone, and my dad found feathers in one corner of the yard.

Now my folks are trying to give the ducks to a refuge somewhere, because they do not want their two remaining pets to be eaten.

This is very sad. I know it’s nature and all, but it all sounded so idyllic and nice, a lovely pond in the back yard with living ducks!

This happened once long ago when I was young and we had a chicken and some chicks at our house. They were fine until the foxes in the field next to our house discovered them and started picking them off one-by-one. The last sight I had of the birds was the hen and one last chick huddled under a tree in the brush, looking, to my eye, very scared. Then they were completely gone.

My poor folks. Maybe ducks don’t fetch and curl up in your lap, but they were still loved.


John Expounded Thusly:

That’s sad. I hope they find a place for them.

My mother brought home a duck from school once. We had to take care of it for a week. Very strange animals. Not particularly loving. But, then, I still remember that 28 years later!

Friday, October 29th, 2004 • 12:13pm • Permalink

WeHo Mark Expounded Thusly:

Chicks and ducks and geese better scurry…

(Sorry, just confirming that there is indeed a showtune for every occasion.)

Tuesday, November 2nd, 2004 • 4:51pm • Permalink


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