Touch a Duck

Today, we went to some friends house for a play date. It was the first time we’d been to their house, and we were surprised to find out that they had a pond behind their house with ducks. Apparently, when they moved in, there weren’t any ducks in the area, and the woman’s mother had decided that they needed some. So, she went to a duck farm (I didn’t even know that they had such a thing) and adopted some large black and white ducks. They had thrived on their little pond, mostly because the woman’s mother had taken to feeding them every day, and now there were twice as many as they’d started with.

So, we got a scoop of food and knelt down to wait for the flock to arrive. And arrive they did. Within moments, ducks were flying and waddling toward us from every direction. They were so tame that they’d eat right out of your hand. And while they ate, they’d let you pet them. Now, Troy has wanted to touch a duck for as long as I can remember, but most ducks are too skittish and shy, and they swim off if you get anywhere in their vicinity. So, this was a dream come true for him. And at one point, even picked one of the smaller ducks up! Of course, now that he’s had the “taste,” he’s going to want to pet every ducks he sees.