We still miss Caesar every day, but fresh happiness is on its way in the form of a new puppy who will be old enough to come home with us next week. In the meantime, Brownie the Duck is proving to be surprisingly comforting. Hope is indeed the thing with feathers.
We’ve recently acquired three ducklings, yes, but our little dog Caesar is aspiring to become a fourth. He lounged with them: He walked with them: He even begged for meal worms with them: Alas, although the ducklings tolerate Caesar’s presence, they’ve shown no interest in admitting a small dog into their ranks. Which is just […]
My duckling Ophelia had a long, graceful neck; luminous, creamy feathers; and a friendly, flirty disposition. And she turned out to be a boy. So Ophelia had to rejoin her–oops, his–other siblings at my neighbor’s farm lest two males prove too rough for my little female Veelie. (There was no question of parting with the […]
Traditionalists will have it that gender is a straightforward, yes-or-no, he-or-she proposition. I know that’s not the case–witness the rainbow of gender identities that have made their presence known in today’s culture–but it took a Muscovy duckling to really drive the point home for me. My original intention was to keep two female ducklings because […]
My three ducklings just passed a milestone: I decided they were big enough to come out of the little cage they’d been staying in during the day and roam with the chickens. Fortunately, the chickens immediately recognized the ducklings as irrelevant to the pecking order, so they haven’t given the ducklings more than a curious […]
Today, alas, seven of my ten orphaned ducklings have left the nest–literally. They’ve gone to live with my Amish neighbor, where they’ll either live long and happy lives as his breeding stock or end up on somebody’s plate. He’s a firm believer in free range poultry, though, so they’ll have a happy life until their […]