Monday's on the farm

When I went outside to let the ducks out, I found Nera hogging the pond with the rest of the flock watching from the shore in envy while she ignored them completely.

Ducks: Can we come in?
Nera: No
Ducks: Please!
Nera: No
Ducks: Pretty Please!
Nera: No
Brutus: Not even me?
Nera: No
Me: Nera, get out of that pond, it's time to forage.
Nera: No
Me: Nera, out! It's foraging time!
Nera: Not gettng out.
Me: (getting pond net) Get out of that pond, Nera. You're holding up my coffee.
Nera: (hurries out of the pond, complaining loudly) I'm out, I'm out!
Me: (grabbing Nera and tossing her over the pen fence) Don't mess with Mommy before her coffee!

The flock roared with ducky laughter as she waddled off to catch up with them.

Duck Trading

Sold my first duck and he's left to meet his new flockmates. Sadly, their drake didn't survive the duckling stage (they suspect a hawk) so they've been looking for a big sexy guy for their gals. And Phil is sexy, as Swedish drakes go with gorgeous color and a massive crest. I'm sure he'll make beautifully crested ducklings for years to come. And then a tasty dinner.

I put the two female Magpies up for sale via Craigslist. I'll likely put something up on the Cenex board tomorrow when I pick up more feed. I've been handing out good will packs of three duck eggs to neighbors in hopes of making them future customers. Evil.

Right now, the flock stands at twelve: ten ducks (females) and two drakes.

I spent a few hours out there today, cleaning water bins then refilling them, spreading fresh hay around their pen, algae treating the pond and spoiling the bunnies a little with alfalfa pellet.