For the last few days we’ve been feeling pretty lucky about getting one egg per day. Of course, we have 4 presumably female ducks. I’m still looking forward to the days ahead when I get 3 or 4 eggs per day. But at least this is a start. And yesterday I got my first really big one – the equivalent of an extra-large chicken egg. I’ve been really proud of the anonymous duck that made that egg for the last 24+ hours.
But up until now, …

Ever since the ducks turned 18 weeks old, I’ve been excitedly looking for eggs every darn day when I go out to let them out of their duck house in the morning. Each day was a disappointment. Finally, on the one day that I was busy making breakfast, Arp headed out to let the ducks out himself. When he came back in a few minutes later calling my name, I was shocked to see him standing outside with two beautiful eggs in his hand.

I had a lovely altercation with one of my neighbors yesterday that culminated in two non-veiled threats to my ducks’ lives. Lovely.

The ducks seem to be changing as they sexually mature, and it’s been interesting watching some new behaviors. It all started las week when Mr. Keating, one of our Khaki Campbells, came out of the duckhouse one morning and promptly lay flat on her stomach. I panicked, probably because I’m still scarred from the death of Megatooth. I yelled very loudly for Arp to come quick. He came running outside to see the still-on-the-ground Mr. Keating. But then Mulva starting doing some interesting things, including …

Going into this duck project, I really wasn’t sure what to expect behaviorally from the ducks once they were a part of our family. As I’ve mentioned before, the primary reason I’ve chosen to own ducks is for the eggs. But I’ve always hoped that the ducks would also be a pleasure to be around, sort of like a working pet. If they weren’t fun to be around, I think I would seriously have second thoughts about owning them. But I am happy to say that …