One is called Danny, but they are both called baby girl. The Twins, so cute and fluffy. Someone here (not me) could actually tell them apart, when food was involved, but I still can't. You'd think after a year and a bit I'd tell but I just can't. When one of them was limping then I could, but now the limp is gone so I'm back to the beginning. Although with all of the mating that's going on at the moment they both have distinctive foot marks on their back but that will wash off.
Katcsa is sitting on eggs at the moment, I let her stay on them yesterday as it was raining yesterday and she was nice and dry. I caught one of the baby girl and Tommy down the drive-way the other day. Our driveway is pretty steep and I really don't want them going down there so I got out of the car and chased them up the hill. I think this may have been too much for her as she was panting. It was cute.
Our bottom neighbour has electric fences and a duck that used to live her got electrocuted and George the old duck that also lived here saw it. People think that's why George was so cranky. I think it would be quite traumatic for one duck to witness the death of another.
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