A few days ago I really got a
fright. I went down to feed the animals in the evening and saw that only
the baby duck had come up for her dinner. An uneasy feeling came
over me. Where could Donald and Buttercup be? I strained to see down at the
dam, whether they were still there, but I couldn't see them anywhere. I decided
to go back up to the house and put on my gumboots as its still rather mushy
down by the dam. I took a slow walk down to the bottom dam but they were
nowhere to be seen. If they hadn't come up for dinner and they weren't on the
dam, well that was not good news. I looked around the dam for any evidence
of feathers or remains of duck. The fox doesn't come in the
daytime so this was very confusing. I saw no evidence and continue to look
for Buttercup and Donald. As the sun began to set, I went back up to the
house. I was sad that they had gone and mentally kick myself for not
taking Buttercup eggs and putting them in the incubator. Oh well that was a
risk they took by going down to the bottom dam. I should really seal the
top pond but don't have the manpower nor the energy at the moment to
tackle the job of this nature on my own. The following morning they both came
waddling up as if nothing was wrong, which makes me think that perhaps Buttercup
is becoming broody and has made an nest along the fence line and that's
where they were instead of missing. They were both as hungry as lions and
devoured a bowl of mash, then happily reunited with the baby and
Waddled back down to the pond to go do what ducks do. I was relieved and
realised just how important sealing off the top pond has become. With the fox
around, and an ever present worry that he may be brave enough to attack in
broad daylight, it was a job that needed to be done. I
made a mental note, Come high water, the pond needed sealing off soon.
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