Glory Downs Farm

Glory Downs Farm

Saturday, March 16, 2013

“If it walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, looks like a duck, it must be a duck”

Its getting a little harder to take their picture- but heres the best shot.  Willie in foreground, Jase tucked away in back, Si the obvious, and Phil in front.



Willie the duck has begun to quack!!!



Like in the previous duck post- I mentioned that these ducks grow at a Gremlin rate- seemingly shedding their downy peep feathers, and having their white- or in Si's case multi colored- feathers come on in.  Willie was the first (being the -ahem- fattest?) with the tail and wing feathers sprouting and Phil and Jase in a steady second and third behind him.  Si, even though is growing rapidly, still not quite the same way as the three Pekings.


I'm loving these guys.


In the past few weeks I have been getting up purposefully early.  Around six a.m. to watch the sunrise (and see God greet the day that way) watch some TV. (catch up on Project Runway) and drink my half of pot of coffee.  Our daughter has been bursting out teeth number 9, 10, 11, and 12, these past weeks too so sleep at night, or naptime during the day has been a bit broken.  Getting up at six, regardless of how tired I am, gives me a chance to have some time to be quiet, and wake up, and do the things previously mentioned.

Anyways

The ducks hear me get up.

You KNOW you are an animal lover when you turn on the kitchen light, and your heart lights up as well, because there are four little duckies excited to see you.

Going in there I realize that they are probably just hungry (cause Gremlins eat ALOT after midnight), but feeding them and cleaning out their water,  is a nice way to feel "important,"  in these fluffy little yellow, waddling meatballs lives.

The other morning, while going in to see them- I heard a quack.

As a mother shrieks over hearing her baby's babble for the first time, I shrieked hearing Willie "quack."

I told you - I love animals.


Its a mild, quiet one, but none the less- a change in the "peep, peep."

I'm a proud Momma all around.

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