Brown-o and White-o as Quackerlings
November 25th 2007 20:59
When my sister and I brought Brown-o and White-o home from the pet shop, they were only a few days old and could fit into the palm of your hand. They were our pet ducklings, but we soon nicknamed them “quackerlings” and, similarly, grown ducks “quackers”. (My sister, who is not the world’s best speller, once sent me an email about the “quakers” and I had to explain the difference between the two words to her.)
The first day we brought them home was a nightmare. The ducklings did nothing but cheep non-stop. My sister wanted to sleep with them in the bedroom that she shared with me, so all night we had to listen to ‘”cheep, cheep…cheep, cheep…” It was very annoying. But after a couple of days, they settled down and didn’t cheep as much.
But back to the first day. When my sister and woke up the next morning, we decided to give them breakfast. So we sprinkled some duck food on a saucer. We then placed a second saucer containing water on the ground. The ducklings took one look at the water and hopped into the small pool of water and started to paddle around. I was amazed by their instincts but wondered how I would get them to drink when I noticed they were using the water as something to drink and play in. It was ever so cute! Later, when they were grown ducks, my sister and I would fill the bath tub with water and let them swim in it. We also kept a large plastic tub in the backyard which was also filled with water. They would swim and bathe in it. Never were my ducks more happy than the times they got to be in the water.
The first day we brought them home was a nightmare. The ducklings did nothing but cheep non-stop. My sister wanted to sleep with them in the bedroom that she shared with me, so all night we had to listen to ‘”cheep, cheep…cheep, cheep…” It was very annoying. But after a couple of days, they settled down and didn’t cheep as much.
But back to the first day. When my sister and woke up the next morning, we decided to give them breakfast. So we sprinkled some duck food on a saucer. We then placed a second saucer containing water on the ground. The ducklings took one look at the water and hopped into the small pool of water and started to paddle around. I was amazed by their instincts but wondered how I would get them to drink when I noticed they were using the water as something to drink and play in. It was ever so cute! Later, when they were grown ducks, my sister and I would fill the bath tub with water and let them swim in it. We also kept a large plastic tub in the backyard which was also filled with water. They would swim and bathe in it. Never were my ducks more happy than the times they got to be in the water.
Photo by Luis Miguel Bugallo Sánchez. Used in accordance with the terms of Wikimedia Commons’ GNU Free Documentation License, Version 1.2 or any later version published by the Free Software Foundation; with no Invariant Sections, no Front-Cover Texts, and no Back-Cover Texts.
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