You lucky duck !!! I'd love to take them off you hands - had a pet chicken once. It was the only one that hatched in an incubator of several eggs - he (it) would ride around on my shoulder..he thought I was his mom since I was the 1st living creature that he saw when he hatched.

Yes, they can climb and probably fell into the trash all by themselves. Maybe leave them in the bathroom next time you have to be gone for a while, put a little water in the bottom of the tub but put something in the tub so they can climb out.

Names: Ben & Jerry, LaVerne & Shirley, or name one Steamed and the other Roasted..lol

 

Thanks Bettina...we do have a very large pond in the middle of Hilo where they will go when they are able to fly solo.     I'm doomed though...just got a call that 2 more fell out of the tree...I got the call...I GOT THE CALL...WHY? BECAUSE EVERYONE KNOWS i TOOK THE FIRST TWO.   I REALLY HAVE TO LEARN HOW TO DUCK!!  God grant me the serenity to accept no more ducks...or doves or eagles or mynah bird or what ever.

(((hugs)))

We had a duck when I was a kid. We got it at a pet store, it was little, yellow, and fuzzy. It grew fast to a big duck. My mom put a kiddie pool in the back yard for it. But, after awhile she was not loving having a pet duck. She found a farm that would let the duck live there. We took it to the farm, I went with my dad and we put it in the gate, the dang thing kept following us right back out of the gate. You know they say if a duck is raised with humans he never recognizes itself as a duck, it thinks it one of us. This duck certainly didn't want to go live on a farm with other ducks. =(

Lollollol, I think there is a smart mummy duck sitting in that tree she kicked out two little ducklings just to test the water and when she saw they were took care of, she thought mmnnn and started chucking out the rest, word gets about Jerry F, if it's good for the goose it's good for the gander, I had a pet duck called donald, she was cute for all of 5-6 weeks, then she was full grown that quick, Oh I thought I could house train her but you could bet your life evertime I was ready with news paper she was quicker than me, my husband built her a lovely cage while she was so little and cute but by the time it was finished she couldn't stand up straight becasue she had grown so quick, they nibble your lips so gently when they are chicks, if you let them do that now  and six weeks they will be ripping them off, my cats were frit rigid of her, she used to go and eat there cat food and then shake her head and splatter all the walls lol  and the upside I would take her for walks In the country side where she would run along side me like a little dog, the trouble thing was peeps thought I was knicking ducks when I went home and she jumped in the car! lol

 

Wow... I don't belong on this post at all....  my first thought was "a little orange sauce on the side"..... hehehehe

 

Tom

LOL .. you know what I always say if walks like a duck, talks like a duck, ... then it's probably a duck and you aren't going to dress it up like a goose!!

Good luck I have always not liked birds so it's a good thing they have found a home with you. I have no bird advice to give. Would the local zoo there take them? You might want to give them a ring and see what kind of advice they would offer on caring for ducklings.

Hugs P :)

One duck at a time

There is a lot more to my duck story, my duck became very clingy and so when I went anywhere it pined for me and would kick off worse than any child, hubby used to take it to the pub with him in a shoulder bag zipped up with just it's little head sticking out and it would sit in their on his knee while he drank and played cards, during this time my father inlaw was very sick he was attempting to take his life and so one day after coming back from a country walk with donald I came home and there was a police car on my front, I thought ot owah what now, anyways I stepped into my kitchen where this burley policeman stood in his uniform and hat and my husband introduced me, donald wasn't far behind so I shouted come on donald, in she jumped and waddled along behind me, the policemans said I have seen it all now lol I thought you were talking to your son, another time a friend came around in his army jeep and wanted us to go out for a spin with him, I said yessssssssssssssss but donald will have to come, so we put donald in the cat basket and she was starpped securely to the bonnett, when donald first learnt to jump on the sofa it was like a child taking it's first step, when we ate cheesy wotsits she would help hesrelf out of the bag, sat inbetween us on the sofa but then one night hubby came down from the bath without his shirt on and donald attacked his nipple, thing is she would bite and twist like pulling grass.

 

we would bath togther too but I would come out dirtier than I went in, she would sleep between us in bed and poop on hubbies head, you may wonder why I call her donald, well as in duck, lol x