First there was the mink, which attacked and killed half of our chickens and ducks, including the beloved Cinnamon Girl and her friend Daffy. Then, after a long slog building what we hope is a mink-proof coop, came the transfer of the two nesting Muscovy ducks (referred to collectively as the Misses Pumphreys) and their nests.
Alas, it was not a success as they immediately stopped sitting, abandoning their nests. Thankfully, our friend Julie came to the rescue and incubated the remaining seven viable eggs, which hatched just recently.
The little darlings have been frolicking in duckie-wonderland: an old inner tube with a tiny bit of water in the rim, placed out on the grass on sunny days (with a stout wire mesh cover and several pairs of sharp eyes as lookout). They are getting bigger every day, and are loving their splashes in the water.