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Saturday, July 28, 2012

New Sheriff in Town

We don't know where he came from, but when he waddled into town, the dynamics of the web footed flock changed dramatically.

I received a call while back at work from the boy, and he asked me-"do you know we have a new Muscovy in the back yard?"
The fact that he knew it was a Muscovy thrilled me, but no I knew nothing about it and "NO" I did not bring him home.

A friends, friend recently had dropped off 3 white and black Muscovies at our homestead and when I asked about this fourth mostly black duck, no one knew anything about him.

The timing was perfect, Swamp our beloved Swan had become somewhat of a bully and was on the verge of becoming a major nuisance.
Swamp had become insanely territorial, and it was very disturbing when he spent the entire day patrolling the river that flows by our homestead.

A family of Canada Geese, which I believe was our friend Venture the goose and his family, came for a visit to show off his new goslings.

Venture never got the chance because Swamp drove them from the area. Hopefully Venture will be back this fall to introduce his newest family members.

Part of Swamps self proclaimed territory included our yard and he would chase all geese, ducks, and Wilbur our hand raised White Embden goose who did not even know he was a goose was absolutely terrified and would hid behind me.

This all changed when the little homeless black Muscovy with the face only a mother Muscovy could love wanted to call this place home. Swamp decided he would turn his aggressive attitude toward this much smaller new arrival, but he was in for a surprise when this little guy came to the conclusion that maybe Swamp was in need of a little attitude adjustment.

I could not believe my eyes when I watched the Sheriff chase Swamp across the back yard, and another time Jeanne had to stop her car and get out because the little duck had the much larger Swan pinned to the ground on the side of the road.

Harmony has been restored and things are different. Swamp has a much sweeter attitude toward his web footed friends and Wilbur now knows he is a goose.
The flock of geese has accepted Wilbur into the flock and Wilbur now swims and travels on the river with them.

We don't know where the Sheriff came from, but he is welcome to stay if he wants.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You have the most wonderful pets!! I can just imagine Swamp pinned to the ground :). He is pretty big. Happy patroling to the Sheriff. Love, Mom