Well,
the duck wrangling has been taken care of for another season.
Ann was
able to lead most of the little ducklings out with their mother earlier this
morning. The mother duck took a wrong
turn on her way from the church courtyard out into the back parking lot and she
ended up heading for the sanctuary. (We’re
fairly convinced the mother duck is a follower of Jesus and was going to stop
off for a brief time of worship and prayer.)
But Ann
helped them get directed the right way and they found their way out.
However,
three little ducks didn’t get out on that first try. So a little later, Ann and Nadia went back in
and gathered up the three remaining ducks.
(You can see them in the picture.)
Don’t
worry. The three who did not get out
with the rest of the duck family will be well cared for. They are frolicking and playing in my
backyard even as you read these words, where they are being carefully watched
by our doggies, Jasper and Lucy.
We have
found that dogs and little baby ducklings get along beautifully.
…Come
on, I’m just kidding. You knew that,
right?
The
three little ones have been taken to a farm where other ducks live.
Everyone
is happy. Except the hawk that has been
flying around over the church. He’s
stomping his foot (yes, they can do that in mid-air) and saying, “Hey, what is
this?!? I’ve gotta’ eat, too, you know!”
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