|Anconas at 3 mos.|
I really, really like the Anconas. And they were not planned! They are fairly quiet (except *cough* for the one Melanie hatched for me...I may call her ARiA, after Air Raid Alarm) and go hither and yon in a compact formation. I can get them herded into their Duck Hut without much trouble.
|Little heap o' Kentucky ducks!|
These little dumplings are still being toted from house to pen, twice a day. I am hoping that the Anconas, who show a very strong maternal urge when it comes to the babes*, will take them under their collective wings this weekend and I can finally clean out the back room. Lawsymercy.
|First day out for the Cayugas!|
The "middles" are out for the first time on their own. Within the safe confines of their side of Duck Village. I waited until today, since I know it will take me an hour to get them back inside tonight.
|A blurry shot of Duck Village|
I will try to take better pics of Duck Village this weekend. You will notice that the chickens have invaded the left side as soon as my back is turned. As you face the huts, the entire right side is hinged and opens up, is propped with a sturdy pole and the interiors can be raked out. Cool beans!
*On Monday, as I was frantically trying to clean my house and get food ready for the family BBQ, I heard mad peeping outside. I ran out and found that the Anconas had unzipped the doors on both sides of the baby pen. UNZIPPED them! I grabbed the butterfly net and scooped up the babes and then wired the zippers together. Unreal.
And a final thought, as we go into the weekend....why do they call it canning when it's actually jarring?