While we were gone this weekend the ducks seemed to grow at least 3 inches each. So today I let them have a little supervised adventure outside. They nibbled a few weeds and fell into the ditch where we had a hose running and Fritz, our young dachshund, was completely out of control. The best part is when they followed me around in a little herd...no wait, clutch, flock, badelynge?? According to the "ultimate authority" WikiAnswers
, they are my brood of ducklings. But I'm totally
going to be throwing around the term badelynge when they are all grown up!
Coco taking a dip/slip
I moved them into the shade when I noticed Charlotte (the black one) panting. Her dark feathers must soak up the sun like crazy. They were much more relaxed then.More duck posts:
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