Around 5:30 last night, a parent came into work and said there were two ducklings waddling in the front garden. We went out to find them, but by then they had wandered onto the playground. We spent several minutes trying to corral them, with the help of some of the college students. Fortunately, the mom of one of our children is an animal expert, and she arrived just as we had shoed them over to the neighbor’s yard, where the mama duck was under the deck. We got good advice from the mom (of the human child) about how ducklings can’t survive without mama, but mama ducks are good at finding their babies.
The end.
Except.
I stayed late to get some things done, and heard the peep peep peep peep peep of ducklings outside my window. Four little ducklings were wandering around, lost! I went to the north door, where the mama duck had been before, and sure enough – she flew out of the yard, over by the ducklings, who gleefully followed mama, who started to walk south.
The End.
Except. I went back to the north door, and there were three other ducklings wandering around.
I can’t take this kind of drama.
In case you’re wondering, I don’t know what happened to the other ducklings.
lauren's mom says
We had a turkey out back this morning!
Brad says
I’m sure everyone is ok. I mean, they normally just hang out in nature and do that stuff, right? The only difference is that they’re at your work, and you can watch the drama.