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Went out tonight to take photos of the moon. It’s looking pretty neat these days.

We heard Frank’s blood results, but we haven’t spoken to the vet yet. I don’t know if they’re better, worse or the same, but he does still have an infection.

Normal WBC (white blood count) for Frank would test between 6-11. His count is currently 18. When I know more about what’s next for Frank, I’ll post it. He seems pretty happy and a little more energetic these days, so hopefully he’s on the way to healthy.

Cheers and quacks,

Tiff

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Frankie Tanky

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Today Frank went to the vet for a check-up.

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Dr. Ford listened to Frank’s heart, poked his belly and checked out his broken talon.

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Frank couldn’t wait to get the human cooties off, so he started preening.

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Dr. Ford also took some blood to check on that septic arthritis Frank has. Hopefully his blood count is back to normal and the new antibiotics have done him some good.

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We’ll get the blood work results on Wednesday, and we’ll post an update on this here blog.

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After all the fun at the vet, Frank was ready for a nap. So we came home and had some treats. Frank was ready for bed after that.

His talon looks like it is healing fine. He has been cranky and fighting with O’Malley lately, so I hope that means he’s feeling better. Keep your fingers crossed! Frank was very good at the vet’s office today.

Good boy, Frank.

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Opossum!

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Just stepped out back to give Frank his bedtime pill. Saw an opossum slowly walking around the yard. I haven’t seen one around for a few years now. Not that they haven’t been here, just that I haven’t seen them.

I said “oh hey, opossum!” She or he said “Eeeeee I have to slowly, quietly get out of here. Scary lady! Stranger danger!”

So I left it alone. Happy trails, opossum.

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Juno Update

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We heard from our good buddy Juno today!

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Juno’s human caretaker Erin wrote to say that she is fitting in well and things have settled down nicely.

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Even though Thor does get her cranky pants on now and then, Juno is holding her own and the three ducks get along well most all the time.

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Juno’s new family said they’re pleased she is working out so well there with Fling & Thor, and say that she is a beautiful little duck.

I have to agree. Just a few short weeks ago she was a little tiny kid, all alone in the world.

Now she’s grown into a beautiful little girl and has a wonderful forever home.

Thanks for the update, Erin! Quacks to Fling, Thor & Juno from our flock, especially Chewy.

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Dreaming of the Great Outdoors


“Why don’t I get to go outside?” – Miss Amelia Dingo (Meelee)

Meelee is 13-years and 4-months old, and has been with me since 1996. I don’t know where she is from originally, but I met her at the ASPCA in NYC. She is doing good in her old age. She gets a little irritated with me because I don’t let the cats go outside unless I’m in the yard with them. They were indoor-only NYC cats for years, and indoor-only cats live longer, safer lives than outdoor cats. Still… they sure do love the outdoors.

So we are going to try to build them a little outdoor aviary space (probably not ’til next spring) using the same hardware cloth and wood we use for the duck pens, and attach it to a window, so they can go in and out on their own.

I haven’t told them, but my ultimate dream is to put their litter boxes in the outside aviary, too. Wouldn’t that be dreamy?

XOXOX and Merowr

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When Ducks Attack!


It’s that time of year again. O’Malley is molting. And when he molts, he attacks. I think he decides that I am a muscovy drake and I am threatening his status as alpha duck.

But unlike last year, this year we have Frank the Tank around. Frank the foster duck saw O’Malley attack me this morning and decided that just won’t do at all! So he tore into O’Malley and broke a blood feather on his tail. Frank was attacking O’Malley and O’Malley was attacking me. Quite a sight! O’Malley was bleeding and Frank wouldn’t stop attacking, so Frank was put in the pen for the day. We found which feather was bleeding and yanked it out, and O’Malley spent the day in the yard while Frank was penned.

When I got home tonight, I let Frank out of the pen. Unfortunately, the first thing that kid did was make a b-line for O’Malley and start attacking him. So Frank the Tank will be penned and separated from O’Malley until he heads to his forever home in another week. We’ll give him yard time on his own while O’Malley is penned sometimes, when we’re home. But that’s it.

Too bad. They were getting along really great. But that’s how it goes with muscovy drakes. It actually might mean that Frank is feeling better after his tough infection. He gets a blood test on Monday to see if this round of new antibiotics is helping. Maybe it is, and that’s why he’s suddenly a killer fighter duck.

There can only be one alpha duck. But I’ve got news for you, O’Malley. I am the alpha duck!

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So you’d like a pet duck?

So you’re thinking of getting a duck?

Spring time brings thoughts of flowers and sunshine and little Easter bunnies, chicks and ducks. But before you make a hasty decision based on fluffy cuteness, let me share a few facts about ducks.

1. Ducks reach full size in about 5 weeks. They are cute and fluffy for 2 weeks and then they grow up. Ducks can live 10-20+ years, depending on the breed.

2. Ducks poop everywhere. You cannot train them.

3. You cannot raise a duck and “release it to the wild.” Mallards are wild ducks. Most other ducks were domesticated by humans. That means they no longer have wild instincts, can’t migrate and are usually too fat to fly. It is illegal to own wild ducks without a permit and illegal to release domestic ducks on public land. In some areas it is considered abandonment and can result in cruelty charges. It’s also a death sentence, as ducks raised by humans can’t fend for themselves in the wild. Did you know bread is bad for ducks? It lacks the basic nutrients they need to grow and thrive.

4. Qualified avian veterinarians to treat your special pet are few and far between. You can find a vet who treats parakeets, but not one who will treat your duck. If you do find one, expect to spend about $120 for a basic duck check-up.

5. There is a reason for the saying “sitting duck.” Ducks need predator-proof pens with hardware cloth on all sides, top and bottom. They must be in these secure pens from dusk to sunrise in some areas, and at all times in other areas. Good pens that you build yourself start at around $300. Your home is not an exception because you haven’t seen a predator or you live on a pond. Raccoons reach through chicken-wire and climb over chain link with ease. Eagles and hawks don’t need to carry off your duck, they just grab a piece.

6. You won’t be able to take a vacation for the next 10-20+ years because there is no such thing as a duck sitter. You will realize this too late, when your vacation is already planned. Ducks require complicated care. Note: None of your friends or family wants to watch your duck while you are on vacation. They asked me to tell you that.

7. Ducks are more maintenance than the space shuttle. Bob Tarte wrote that line in his book, “Enslaved by Ducks.” Believe him. Don’t get a duck. Just read his book instead.

8. Ducks are extremely emotional. More emotional than cats or dogs. If you raise one duck and that duck depends on you, you cannot leave that duck alone for even one day without that duck missing you and getting upset/depressed/scared when you are gone. Don’t do that to a duck. Ducks need duck friends.

9. Ducks are time-consuming. They need twice-daily care, for at least 1/2 hour each time, every day of the year, rain or shine. They won’t thrive unless they get much more of your time than that. But that is the bare minimum amount of time required twice a day, every single day, without fail.

10. Ducks don’t believe you should have hobbies. Want to meet friends for dinner? Have to put your ducks away before dusk first. Want to have brunch on a Saturday? Need to clean the duck ponds first. Like to knit, sew, paint, listen to music, see movies, watch TV, play games, ride a bike? Forget it. Your sole hobby if you have a duck… is your duck. End of hobbies.

11. Do you live with your parents? Absolutely do not get a duck. You think you’ll keep the duck forever, but you will grow up and get interested in your friends or go to college. And you cannot keep a duck in your dorm room. Your parents absolutely do not want to care for your duck while you’re on a date or away at school. Your parents will tell you your duck died and give it away. Seriously. They told me to tell you that. Do not get a duck until you own your own home, can pay vet bills on your own, and can afford food and amenities for your duck.

12. Do you rent your home or live in an apartment? Every year thousands of people get ducks only to give them up because their landlord/girlfriend/boyfriend/parents/neighbors complained. Giving up a duck means that duck will probably be euthanized or suffer. Do not get a duck first and THEN research whether or not you’re allowed to have a duck. Ducks are extremely loud. Too loud for neighbors. Way, way too loud. Trust me on this.

13. Have a dog? Think he’s old and friendly and wouldn’t hurt a fly? You’re wrong. Your duck will spaz out and flap in a way that will engage your dog’s innate prey instinct. Your dog will pick up your duck and shake it to death while you watch in horror. Yes. Your sweet little dog will do that. Your dog is not an exception. And it will be your fault, not your dog’s fault. Your dog is just being a dog. Do not get a duck if you have a dog. Your duck will taunt your dog. Your duck will chase and bite and taunt your dog until your dog bites it. That will also be your fault. Your duck is just being a duck.

14. Your duck is social and needs duck friends. Your duck does not want to live with just you. Your duck needs other ducks and more ducks means more poop. (See #2).

15. Every duck is a unique individual. Ducks are particular, and don’t automatically get along with other ducks. Two male ducks can kill each other. Too many male ducks can kill a female duck. Larger ducks will pick on smaller ducks and stronger ducks will try to kill weaker or injured ducks. Ducks act like dinosaurs much of the time. Cranky, cranky dinosaurs.

16. Ducks bite. Male ducks bite all the time. They do not bite because they are mean. They bite because they love you. They bite hard. They bruise. They constantly bite your ankles, hands, arms, feet and face. You must wear long sleeves and long pants and socks and shoes to visit your ducks. 100 degrees outside? Make sure you’re wearing long pants and long sleeves to visit your ducks. Muscovy ducks have a ridge to their beak that can tear your skin off. Muscovy drakes often also protect their territory or decide you are a threat. Then they attack you. They fly at you and beat their 6-foot wing span wings at you, bruising and welting you. Their talons can be 1 1/2″ long and they will try to claw at you in mid-air. They bite and tear at you and chase you down, faster than you can run away.

17. Ducks make a huge mess when they eat. Duck food attracts rats and mice. In some areas, mice attract snakes. LOTS of snakes. Duck poop attracts flies. Having a pet duck means having rats and flies. It’s a package deal. Your neighbors will love that. Think you can kill the rats? Poison them and they will die in your duck pond, poisoning the pond your ducks drink from. Or their carcasses will attract predators. Try to trap and release them instead. Come winter time you can find them conveniently living in the roof of your house, or in your basement, for warmth.

18. Having a duck means hearing awful horror stories from everyone around you. People will think that because you have a duck, you must really want to hear their story about how a duck flew into their windshield. Or how their dog brought a duck in through the doggy door and splattered blood all over the walls! Or how their neighbor’s kid had a duckling but dropped it on its head and it had seizures and threw up before dying. Or how your neighbors had ducks but raccoons climbed into their pen and ate them. Or how their grandma had ducks and killed and plucked and slaughtered and cooked and served them for dinner. Or how a hawk flew down and ripped into a duck but no one ever took it to a veterinarian. Or how there’s this duck at the park that limps and drags itself along but that’s just nature! Gosh, aren’t those stories great? People can’t wait to share their duck stories! (All of these story examples are actual stories told to me by people who could not WAIT to share their wonderful duck anecdote!)

19. Horrible duck stories will give you nightmares. Only you’ll dream that your own duck is suffering or in danger or being eaten or maimed. You will have this nightmare a lot.

20. You will worry about your duck every day that you have it.

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New Feathers


Flapper has been working hard all month to grow his new wing feathers and fill in his other feathers for fall. Now they’re finally all grown in and look pretty good, don’t you think?


Nice work, Flapper.

ChooChoo? You still have some work to do. But they’re growing in fast, ChewpaLoopa. Hang in there, kid.

Wing feathers are sore when they’re growing in, and ducks tend to keep to themselves a bit during this time. Chewy has been nesting and napping while his wings are sore, but now that they’re almost grown in, he’s feeling much more like himself again. His white primary feathers will fill in and cover the soft, fluffy feathers on his back.

Looking good so far, ChooChoo. Now you just need a new curly drake feather!

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Horrors of FlapCam

WARNING: Be careful when you watch Flapper Cam. You’re liable to see something scary like THIS!

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Me typing on laptop with Chewy sitting on my neck. Flapper preens in the background. Image submitted by jaypii.

You can watch FlapCam during West coast daylight hours here:

http://www.ustream.tv/channel/flapper-cam

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Busy Day for Frank


Frank the Tank enjoys the pool on a sunny Seattle day.

Then it’s time to wring out the wet duck.

After a little perching* and feather preening…

It’s off to meet his buddy O’Malley for some treats and snacks.

Life is pretty good.

*Photo of Frank’s feet taken BEFORE his talon got caught in the deck planks. Ouch!

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