After days of investigation and an all point bulletin, they were located. The lost ducks are actually hiding in the back field on mountains of eggs disguised as angry incubators.
I found one stuck next to the fence. or so I thought. I went to help
and in return she attacked me for my kind deed. Still suffering from post traumatic stress from my childhood and the encounters with my great grandmothers geese has turned me into a cautious duck owner and an honorary member of the boycott geese club.
(Un Canadian, I know........I'm a work in progress.)
We have room for more, so bring on those fuzzy waddling poop machines. Not anticipating the additional work they create, but who can resist.
Whilst on the subject, we want to stress if you don't have room for additional creatures, don't let your chicken addiction get the best of you. If you cant care for them properly, we would prefer they go to a home that can.
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