I know I've mentioned the Muscovy duck that hung out with the white ducks when I first moved to the river. One day last winter, he just wasn't there anymore. I was talking to an old fellow who told me he had been there for years. I said I was sad he was gone, to which the sweet old man said "yep, he was a good ole duck." I miss my Willie Muscovy.
There are 5 white ducks who used to hang out in two groups of three and two. They didn't mingle, so I named them the Aflacs and the McCoys. Now, sometimes I see 4 together, then just three again...etc. They're pretty tame, though, and when I walk by they don't even move, just quack and "quack" me up.
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Last edited by Shawnee123; 09-25-2007 at 11:49 AM.
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