Some time ago my sister and I reared two ducklings to adulthood after their mother and siblings were annihilated from the planet by a mean retriever. I named my duck Squawker and Sandra named her duck Pecker. For awhile they lived in a box in the kitchen (St. Cloud) or living room (Hackensack)-and occasionally in our caps, but as they got bigger (later in the summer) they were relegated to a "pen" made of railroad ties that Fritz built next to the garage. By the end of that summer, they had flown out of the pen and lived in Pleasant Lake. Those ducks not only survived, but we are pretty convinced that they came back with their families (year after year) and basked on the dock (much to Fritz's chagrin).
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Squawker and Pecker in the kitchen. |
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Andy (w/Squawker) and Sandra (w/Pecker) in the living room in Hackensack. |
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In the pen. |
See all the pics in the "Squawker and Pecker" Flickr set [
click here].
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