"Self," going forward, we will not allow a broody duck to nest on our front porch.
At first it was very cute to have Mama duck climb the 12 stairs up unto the porch and lay a egg a day on one of my favorite winter garments. It was cute when she started to set on the eggs, and we thought baby ducklings hatching on the front porch would be a christening of sorts for the front porch we labored so hard to build.
Big mistake!!!
Ducks poop! its a fact of life with ducks, they eat, they poop. They eat lots, they poop lots. I think even if they did not eat they would poop.
Duck poop is a great fertilizer and I have some incredible, thick, green, unstoppable weeds to prove it.
Mama duck seems to hold onto her poop while she sits on her eggs and holds it and holds it, until she gets off her cute little nest, waddles her little body along the deck and lets go with a huge pile of the most fowl smelling poop ever to be released by a living creature.
This outrageous attack on my sense of smell can only be compared to changing a diaper, and cleaning up cat throw up at the same time.
If any of her eggs are going to hatch, they should hatch within a week, at which time all ducks and geese will be forbidden from relaxing on our porch. And hopefully next year when she attempts to build her nest up on our porch, our memories will override any thoughts of cuteness.
Mama Duck becomes very vocal when she decides she is hungry and will eagerly eat from hand or cup. If we could only teach her some manners.
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