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![]() The other day, I was walking home from the hardware store and I spotted a duck walking around in the gutter with three little ducks walking behind her. It seemed like they were trying to cross the road, so I busted out my camera and tried to get a photo.
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![]() For a minute I was thinking that these ducks might have come UP through the storm drain, (there aren't any nearby lakes), but there was no hole big enough for the mother duck to come out of this particular grating. The momma duck must have lost the first five down the hole before I noticed her! |
![]() One of the dudes sat on the edge of the hole and asked for something to grab them with. He didn't want to touch them on account of the old "don't touch baby chicks or their mother won't know their smell anymore" thing. We salvaged a shallow cardboard box from a recycling can and he started lifting the chicks up out of the gutter in the box one at a time. Momma duck was kind of freaking out, running in circles, which worked out, because the babies could spot her and get in line behind her. The other dude was doing his best to wave the new ducks towards the momma. |
![]() The momma duck started off towards a side yard with plenty of vegetation.
I snapped this blurry photo. The fellows and I stared down the storm drain for a few minutes, checking to see if there were any more ducklings. Finally we were satisfied with our work and covered up the storm grating. The End. |