Lessons from Flapper: Listening

Flapper passed away on the morning of March 25, 2011 from old age and congestive heart failure. He was the light of my life and an amazing little fluffy personality that I miss dearly. I keep sharing this news because visitors keep coming to the site and learning this news for the first time. Thank you very much to everyone who has sent condolences. I apologize that I don’t have the energy right now to reply to everyone individually.

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Flapper was a lone duck for 4-months before we adopted Georgie to be his friend. In that time, he grew very attached to me and I to him. Even after he moved outside and lived the natural life of a duck, foraging for bugs and swimming in his pool, he always remained very lovable and cuddly.

Flapper had dozens of different vocalizations and gestures that I noticed (surely there were more). Over the years I learned to notice if he was happy, sad, frightened, irritated, frustrated, bashful, hungry, tired, mischievous, territorial, jealous, peaceful and more. By spending time with him every day for nearly seven years, I also learned a lot about birds in general. Anyone who tells you birds are dumb is simply not paying attention. I often hear people who fight for animals say they are “giving a voice to the voiceless.” It is a courageous and selfless sentiment. But the reality is animals do have a voice. They are speaking very clearly, but most people just aren’t listening or choose not to hear them.

Birds are extremely emotional, much more than cats and dogs. Most people never see this because they don’t get “inside the flock.” From outside of the flock, it’s difficult to view birds as individuals, which also makes it quite easy for people to do things like eat them. Chickens are dumb and disposable, right? Cats and dogs are treasured companions but chickens and ducks are stupid food. It’s a convenient rationalization to make, but it’s based on ignorance. If you get “inside the flock,” and a bird notices that you are listening, a whole new world opens up to you.

Here’s an example of getting inside the flock. This is a female pekin duck who lives in a pet store. She is pretty happy with her feeder fish tank, but she’s also a little lonely. She had never met me before this video. You can see her do a double take at the moment she realizes that I speak duck, and that I’m talking to her. She literally does a double take.

After this, she let me pick her up and talk sweetly to her for ten minutes. She melted in my arms and cuddled like a baby. She had just met me, but she trusted me to pick her up and hold her, because she was yearning for comfort, attention and love.

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Flapper taught me that although he was so very special and precious to me, he was not “special.” Every bird has just as much capacity for emotion and intelligence as he had. Every bird yearns for comfort, attention and love. And the worth of a bird doesn’t change depending on how intelligent it is, how much money it costs or how colorful its feathers are. They all, like humans, have the emotional capacity to love and the unfortunate capacity to suffer. Their suffering does not change if we label them “food” or hide them in factories in tiny cages so we don’t have to see their suffering.

Having Flapper grace my life with his wonderful, fluffy little spirit opened up my world to the intelligent, caring bird voices all around me. It taught me to listen and hear their voices. They’re talking in the trees, in my aviary and even in a pet store. They’re also talking on factory farms by the hundreds of thousands.

Listening to their voices has been a great gift that has shifted the course of my life for the better, in every day, in countless ways.

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Lessons from Flapper

Flapper passed away on the morning of March 25, 2011 from old age and congestive heart failure. He was the light of my life and an amazing little fluffy personality that I miss dearly. I keep sharing this news because visitors keep coming to the site and learning this news for the first time.

And now a little housekeeping… I’m starting another website called “Ducks and Clucks” to move forward, but I’m not quite ready to let go yet. So I will be posting memories of Flapper on this site for awhile, and it will stay here indefinitely for anyone who wants to look back on Flapper’s charmed life.

For the future, new places you can find us for new postings about our feathered family and animal rescue efforts will be:

On the web: http://www.ducksandclucks.com (not active yet, but coming soon).
On Twitter: http://twitter.com/ducksandclucks
On Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Ducks-and-Clucks/135074249898463

And now for the memories…
Molly Mason & Jay Ungar - The Ashokan FareweLL


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From the moment I brought him home from the farm feed store (yes, I was careless and uneducated before I became self-righteous and all-knowing), Flapper amazed me. He was so resilient and confident and self-sufficient, yet so emotional and vulnerable and fragile. I somehow imagined adopting a duck would be like adopting a cat. You meet a few, you pick one or one picks you, and you take it home. But at the farm feed store, Flapper was one of maybe 75-100 ducklings in a pile in a pen. The entire floor was covered with yellow fluff balls, most destined to live only a short 6 weeks before being slaughtered for meat. A man grabbed a small box, reached into the pile of fluff and plucked out one little duckling for me. Flapper was shoved in a box and handed to me. He cost me $3 and his food cost $7. We were on our way… to work.

I brought Flapper with me to work for two days. I worked in an office on Dexter in Seattle, and my office-mate Dawn cut a hole in the box so Flapper could see out. She volunteered to be in charge of babysitting while I went to a meeting, and Flapper snuck out the hole and nearly fell to the floor. I believe Dawn caught him in mid-air. That would count as Flapper’s first of many near disasters in life.

Many of my coworkers get Flapper mixed up with O’Malley, who was raised in my new office downtown in September 2005. Flapper was featured on the KING 5 “Best Places to Work” video, but O’Malley was the one at work with me nearly every day for two months. It’s amazing what you can do at that company and not get fired.

But back to Flapper. In the spring of 2004, I had just purchased my first house. All I wanted once I had a house was to get a duck. I’m not entirely sure why. A friend had told me stories about his childhood duck and they stuck with me. That was part of it, but I’d always loved animals and I’d never had a bird. I’m allergic to most animals so having one outside seemed like a great idea. Having my own house made me feel like I could do whatever I wanted, so I got a duck.

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One of the earliest lessons Flapper taught me was about love. From the moment he climbed into my shirt for comfort or snuggled up to my neck for warmth, he had me wrapped around his little wing feathers. I was his people every day for nearly seven years, and it was a joy to be around him. I am pretty close to O’Malley, and Simon depends on me, but Flapper was my sweet little boy. He needed me, and I needed him. Now without that little bundle of love, I feel like I’ve lost my voice. I spoke for him for so long on the blog, that without him here, there’s not much that I want to say. But I know that will change in time. Flapper’s voice has gone silent, but he has made an impact over the years that will live on in many ways without him.

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I’ll be sharing more lessons from Flapper in the coming days, but that’s it for tonight.

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Thank You

Thank you for the heart-felt condolences on my loss of my good buddy Mr Flapper Duck. Flapper passed away Friday, March 25, 2011 at 7:20am in my arms. He had congestive heart failure from old age. He was not in any pain or suffering, just tired. He passed away very peacefully and quietly.

I am overwhelmed by the touching comments, notes and stories about Flapper from everyone who followed his life online, and the few people who met him in person. While I shared his life online with everyone, he was still just my own personal sweet little boy, and I’ll miss him dearly.

I put together a few videos of previously un-seen footage to share as a “thank you” for all the kind words of support.

Here’s Flapper as a baby at 2-weeks-old in May of 2004.

And here he is (along with his girlfriend Georgie who has also passed on) in some random footage through the years.

Thank you.

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Rest in Peace, Mr Flapper Duck

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My sweet boy Flapper passed away in my arms peacefully and quietly this morning at 7:20am from congestive heart failure due to old age. Rest in peace little super buddy. Thank you for gracing my life with your beautiful little wonderful personality. Love you buster. XOXOX

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What a Weekend!

Okay let’s start from the beginning. Friday night we went out with former coworkers. Very fun. Great to see them.

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Saturday we took Benson to the vet. We think Michelle, the vet tech, is smitten.

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Benson’s leg has improved, but this old x-ray shows that he will always have a pretty bad limp. The joint feels much better though.

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Benson had a fecal test to see if he and Reggie could be let out of confinement to roam the yard. Both parasites we knew they had before have cleared up, but while we were there, Benson pooped a tapeworm. (Yeah, sorry, we hope you weren’t enjoying lunch or dinner).

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Surprise! We didn’t know they had tapeworms. They don’t show up on the fecal test, so frankly we got really lucky that Benson held a show and tell for us.

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So they both have new medication and are locked up for another 2 weeks. Then we have to watch poo. Yep, we have to keep an eye on poo and make sure we don’t see any more tapeworms. Super gross!

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Saturday night we had a silent auction for NARN, the Northwest Animal Rights Network. We’re on the Board of Directors. It’s our big yearly fundraiser and it went great! It was a lot of fun and we had a great turnout.

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One guy walked up to me at the auction and started taking his shirt off. That was fun, so I just encouraged him. It turned out he was trying to show me this tattoo, which apparently means “mallard.” He heard I was the duck lady and had to show it to me. He was super cool and we chatted about ducks and chickens for a while. “A tour of Flapper’s aviary” was one of the auction items, but we’re not sure who won it yet.

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Later at the auction, another guy said he works with the Seattle Animal Shelter and they had a female muscovy duck who just came in. He asked if we might be able to give her a home. I went to the shelter on Sunday and found this girl next to some big barking dogs. There isn’t anywhere else to keep a little duck in the shelter. A female muscovy is the exact duck I still have room for here, so we brought her home as a permanent member of the family. We can’t keep Benson & Reggie because they are both boys and O’Malley is our muscovy drake. Two muscovy drakes don’t really get along. George we couldn’t keep because he was a little loud for our neighborhood and he needed to be with other geese. But a female muscovy can be integrated with Petunia and O’Malley, and then she won’t even take up extra cage space. It’ll take a little time, but it’ll be a good match for them, and it’s better for a muscovy drake to have more than one hen for company.

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Isn’t she pretty? That’s Reggie trying to put the moves on her through the partition. She actually has coloring very similar to O’Malley. We think we know her name, but we’re going to sleep on it. She was found at a light rail station in Seattle and brought to the shelter. It’s my guess that she was probably looking for a good nesting spot and flew out of her yard, then couldn’t find her way back. It’s pretty common this time of year.


Here Petunia and O’Malley meet the new girl for the first time. She will be able to come out and play with them once she passes a fecal test. Hopefully she’ll do better on her test than Benson & Reggie did!

So that’s it for the busy, busy weekend. We’ll keep you posted. Have a good week!

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Post-It Challenge on the News

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The three-building post-it challenge reached a crescendo today when KING 5 News showed up to film a story about it.

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We made sure to ask them to film us doing actual work, not just goofing off with post-its.

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The story was also picked up online by Geek Wire. Here’s a link:

http://www.geekwire.com/2011/playing-bellevue-postit-wars

And here’s the video clip from KING 5 News in Seattle.

See the full set of post-it challenge photos here:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/tifotter/sets/72157626197869404/

It was a fun few weeks, but I think we’ll get back to work now… maybe. :)

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The Scovy Boys

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Benson is feeling well-enough for you to call him Benny now. He is putting weight on his foot, but still limping. He’ll go back to the vet for a check-up when we can get him in.

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Reggie is doing great. He is finally done with his hacking cough, and he loves being outside.


Reggie is a little bit of a biter, as you can see in this video. This is a very common problem with male muscovy ducks, especially if they were hand-raised.


Both Reggie & Benny are really sweet though, and they love attention. My own O’Malley is like this too, but I expect that more from him since I’ve had him since he was rescued at just a few days old. But I didn’t expect Benny & Reggie to be so sweet since they were dumped at a lake after they were fully grown.

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They sure are sweet, though. And thankfully they’re doing well.

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In other news, the Post-It Challenge continues at the office. Today I added “Pauline in distress” from Donkey Kong.

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And the building across from us added “Link” from the Zelda games.

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A coworker joined in the fun, and added a 6-window-wide display of the game Defender!

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On Friday, KING 5 News said they might drop by and film a LIVE Post-It Challenge. I made them a little welcome window gift just in case.

Stay tuned.

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George Checks In!

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This is an old photo of George, but we received a new update on how he is adjusting in his new forever sanctuary.

“George is doing great. He is so much fun to watch. I did have to rescue him once from the thuggish security team who had sort of cornered him. But he was holding his own when I ran over to assist. He is so much heavier than any of our other geese that I think they will learn not to push him around. And that he is totally not aggressive and just wants to be friends with everyone. He was out all day Sunday and most of Monday. George is waddling all over the place, sometimes with his team, sometimes solo. George Burns, Gracie, Big Boy and Tyrell are nice to him, but it will be several weeks for all five to feel that they are a real unit. So far, so good though!”

It sounds like he is doing really well so far! We were happy to get an update and hear that he is being a sweet, friendly guy. Good boy, George.

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Busy Sunday

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Flapper slept in today, even though we lost an hour with Daylight Savings Time.

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He was just too comfy on his favorite blankie to get up. And I didn’t mind the extra snuggle time since I am really missing George the goose.


Petunia is making sure that Benson & Reggie know SHE is in charge. They moved from my dining room to George’s outside pen yesterday, and they seem to be enjoying it. They can’t come out of those pens until they are cleared with a vet visit to ensure their parasites are gone. But they have a great nesting area, food, water and a play pool, so they are pretty psyched. They also love being near O’Malley and Petunia.

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With Benson & Reggie outside, I decided to move Lester & Flapper to their old spot in the dining room. This way they can have a view of the yard on nice days, and I can have a nicer-smelling bedroom.

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I also added a pan under their food and water dishes to hopefully keep the food slop from soiling the blankets and towels.

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They each have food and water, a towel on top of a blanket on top of a foam piece, a mirror and a stuffy. Hopefully the new pan system will make it so I just have to change top towels daily, and not the entire blankets until the weekends.


I do miss George. He was a big personality and a great light to be around. It was very quiet in the yard today. No honking or hepping. But Reggie & Benson have added some fun to the yard, which will hopefully be nicer when it stops raining so much. And of course I love O’Malley and Petunia and the chickies. They are always entertaining and full of fun. Unfortunately the rain has been relentless for a few days, so everyone is getting cabin fever. And more is expected through the coming week. That’s spring in Seattle!

In other news, the office building post-it challenge continues.

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The neighboring building replaced their PacMan and Tetris displays with Mario!

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So on Friday I replaced our Space Invaders with this ostrich knight from the game Joust. We’re all waiting to see what the Dig Dug group does in response.

I’ll keep you post-it’d. :)

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Goodbye George, We Love You

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Today we drove to the Fauntleroy ferry terminal to take George to his forever sanctuary on Vashon Island.

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I’ve been telling George about his forever home for a few weeks now, and today he walked right into his carrier like he knew we were going. He was also very good in the car and didn’t mind the ride at all.

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When we arrived at the sanctuary on Vashon Island, we were greeted by the security guards.


But once we were inside the gate, they ran to tattle on us and make sure their people knew we were coming.

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George immediately walked towards where he saw the guard geese, but Glenda, the sanctuary founder, didn’t think that crew was right for George. They are a little bit like a gang, and they might be too rough with him.

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So then George was coaxed back over to take a swim in the pond. He really seemed to enjoy that, and he met a few of the resident ducks.

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Then he disappeared. I was really concerned that George might cling to me or be afraid when we arrived, but he stepped out of his carrier with confidence and curiosity, and introduced himself to everyone.

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When I found him again, he was trying to find a way to get into the pasture where these geese live. But this group is a very tight-knit group, and they weren’t interested in a new outsider joining their family.

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So we coaxed George back past the predator-proof night pens and over towards the pond. These pens have muscovies and some handicapped ducks and some bunnies and all sorts of fun critters. Right now there are some tree limbs down from a few powerful storms that blew through Washington last week, but it is a beautiful set up.

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Back on the other side, George got to meet his hopeful wingman, Big Boy. What is hilarious is that Big Boy is actually smaller than George. The fresh air and pond and running around will be great for George, because when I see him next to other geese, he looks like a TANK. He is a chubby, tubby boy who could use some good exercise. I need to stop feeding my kids MiracleGro.

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George was very interested in this set of geese, including Big Boy, and they also seemed to be interested in him.

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He also briefly considered joining this flock of ducks, but then the geese came over to chat.

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George tried to get them to follow him to the pond, but they had already done their swimming for the day.

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So he paused for a minute to look at me.

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And then he wandered off to hang out with his new-found friends.

Here’s a little video of George saying goodbye.

I think he was asking me if I was going to be okay without him.

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As I stood back to watch him for a bit, he looked up from the far clearing to give me one last “hep” and then he was off again to learn all about his new friends.

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It’s a beautiful sanctuary, and I know George will be safe and happy there. There are lots of other animals too, including a few sheep and some donkeys.

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On my way out, the guards made sure to let me know that I should NOT cross into their territory again, especially without treats.

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I asked them to keep an eye on the new kid for me, and they reluctantly said they would think about it.

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The name of the sanctuary that took George in is called “Baahaus Animal Rescue Group.” In this photo, you can see Glenda, one of the founders, refilling water bowls and doing chores. Running a sanctuary is a lot of hard work, and an expensive endeavor. If you would like to support George’s forever home, you can learn more about them and find out how to donate on their website here:

http://www.baahaus.org/

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I was so impressed with George today. I am going to miss him a lot, but he made the day so easy for me by just being a good goose. He was confident and curious and happy to roam around and discover his new playground. I was very worried that today would be hard on him, but he took the adjustment in stride. It may take him a few days to feel at home, but I have no doubt that he will, and that he is happy to be back with geese again.

Special thanks to Glenda of Baahaus and to Shanti & Christine for helping to rescue George. He left a big impression on my heart and I will never forget him. Thankfully, I will get to see him again in about a month when the scovy goobers Benson & Reggie are ready to join him at Baahaus, and I may also see him in July for a summer sanctuary party.

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I love you, George. Be good, and play nice.

XOXOX

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