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.

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.

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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Good information and beautifully written.
“”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.”"
Thank You… Tiffany this was wonderful We feel the same about our guys. We did rescues for years… But it was not until we brought our guys to live with us that we really got a clue. We speak duck and they do have a voice….
This was a wonderful entry…
thank you for posting this !
Your Pet store girl was a sweetie… She looked like she needed a friend who could speak duck!
Quacks!
I think you and Flapper taught everyone that followed ya’ll about birds ,love and life. You are right that they are talking, it is us that is not hearing what is being said.
The 4 Starlings I raised from the time they had quills, on the day they decided it was time to leave they spent the day talking and flying down to brush the children’s hair from a big oak tree, they stayed the whole day as their way of saying goodbye and thanks before they took off. I learned Mama Starling language and I know I did it well because when they could not fly if they were in the back yard and I gwacked they answered.
Thank you for sharing Flapper with us
Jenny
Without Birdsongs and Birds talking in each of their languages – Well the world would be such a horrible place with the sound of human progression and chaos. We all need to LISTEN to such wondeful creation.
Teach me your ways – all wise duck lady. I’m amazed at the instant connection you can make with them. You’re like the “Grizzly Adams” of the duck world!
I’m glad you are moving forward and giving us these beautiful lessons from Flapper – he would be so proud. I miss him so much and I never even met him. The way you spoke for him made such a connection for me – I could hear his voice loud and clear. Thank you, Tiffany.
Your biggest fan in Wisconsin.
Even though I only learned of Mr. Flapper very recently, I have found great joy and enlightenment in following the goings-on of Flapper and all his feathered friends, both here and on Facebook. Very sad to hear the news. RIP Mr. Flapper.
Thank you so much for so eloquently writing down my scattered thoughts! Ever since my first parrot flew into my yard and life nearly 8 years ago, my love and understanding of animals has grown in amazing ways. I, too, feel it is an arrogant assumption to love your pet while dismissing chickens, pigs, cows, etc. as merely put here on earth for our consumption. Each day, living with two parrots and a dog, I learn a little more by listening to each of them and observing our wild animals as well.
Beautiful and poignant. Thank you.
You are the duck master
You really should write this down for a book. Seriously. I would love to help if you do.
Beautiful and so true. Thank you for writing this.
Absolutely beautiful! You really need to write a book on caring for ducks and raising Mr Flapper and friends because there are so many people out there who have ducks and don’t quite know what to do with them and internet research can only get you so far.
you are so right. Miss you so much Flapper xoxox
Brava, Tiff!
It was Whitey the Indian runner duck who convinced me to go vegan. How could I love that kooky little waddler but support an industry where billions of other birds were tortured, killed, and consumed? Like you say, he was special to me but not “special” in so far as ducks go.
It’s arbitrary and irrational, not to mention inhumane, for people to cherish their pets but allow other animals to be factory-farmed.
We are so sorry about Flapper. We were fortunate to be able to meet him and follow his adventures throughout his life. He was a big, beautiful boy who showed us that ducks are people too.
Like Dawn C. above, it was Ducky, a Pekin duck living in a big urban park, who convinced me to go vegan. That little duck, who passed away in 2008, changed my life and lead to me to find Mr. Flapper, who was a source of joy to me. I miss him very much though I never met him.
I haven’t followed your site for very long, but I wanted to let you know that I give you all of my heartfelt condolences. I had a special boy of my own, a Khaki Cambell drake, whom was saved from death as a baby (someone abandoned him on a golf course when he was 2 days old) and loved him dearly so I understand the pain you must feel from the loss b/c I understand the special bond you had with Mr. Flapper because I had that same bond with my little guy, A Duck Named Peep. I miss him every day. They truly are smart and sweet animals. I can’t wait to get more ducks.
My thoughts and prayers are with you.
I have followed your site for years. But I haven’t had a chance to check the site for the past several months.
When the page loaded and I saw the very sad news, I was overwhelmed. Tears filled my eyes. I feel like I have lost a friend.
I am so very sorry for your loss. I know that those words can’t begin to console you. I know that Flapper meant so much to so many people.
He changed the way I looked and thought about ducks.
He will be dearly missed.
I really miss Flapper. I only meet him two months, hard to believe he’s pass away. I learn a lot from him and you, thanks to you, I know how to take care of my duck better, how to read his expression, how to talk to him. Since nobody keep ducks as pets here, it’s so good to find the love between you and Flapper. Many wishes and thanks to you.
Rest easy Mr. Flapper. Enjoy your silly antics for two years! You and your human have taught us well. My chickens and I salute in the world that lies just beyond the rainbow bridge.
Still thinking of you and Flapper. Hope things are looking up. You never get over the death of a loved one, you just learn to live with it.
Flapper had a good life thanks to your care. He loved you right back for the love and attention you gave him. Also thanks to your love for him more of us came to know what it was to love and care for a duck. I know I can’t ever have a duck because I travel too much but I know that because of you. Thanks for giving your time and words those who don’t have a voice with which they can defend themselves.
i’m just checking in today for the first time since the post-it wars, and just learned of the sad news. i’m so sorry. i have enjoyed hearing all about flapper and his friends for quite a long time, and i am really sorry that he is gone. i’m so sad! flapper was really special. thanks for sharing him with us.
best wishes,
jen
Hello, I’m sorry to bother, I just randomly wandered here from youtube.
Even though I just ‘met’ Mr. Flapper via your website, it really is heartbreaking to hear that he’s passed on. I’m so sorry for your loss. I hope that you and the rest of your avian family are getting along okay. He sure was a special little guy
Best wishes to you and your family,
Nicole
I only just found out about Flapper’s passing. I’m so sorry, and I hope he finds a French Fry and peas vendor while he’s waiting at the Rainbow Bridge. Thank you for sharing him with us for so long.
I totally agree with everything in this post. Birds are SO under-estimated and it really boggles my mind that people, especially scientists who should know better, are always SURPRISED that birds are intelligent, emotional and communicative. I’ve also surprised a bird (a magpie in this case) by speaking its own language.
Since having Pie (and our other kids), we’ve likewise got to know so many pieces of body language and vocalisations and the moods that go with them: mischievousness, affection, “don’t go” clinginess, happy to see you, “give me a bit of that!”, “I don’t wanna / but I WANNA!” – that sort of thing. Things I would never have believed from “just a bird” before we got one.. then more. The more avian ambassadors like Flapper there are, the better!