Scared you with that title didn't I?
Well no worries, I have not done a thing with knives, sheers, blades, or anything else.
The reason fort his post, Conner has side burns, just like his dad! What a chip off the old block.
That is all, now to go and groom them appropriately!
The ongoing story in the lives of Conner, Sally, (the baby Rouen [pronounced Roane] ducks) and Jeremy ([pronounced Jeremy] their first time owner), and their newest friend, Freya! To all my fellow educators who are now following in some capacity, feel free to ask any questions you wish. To all my parents who have been following, feel free to ask questions as well, any and all are welcome. And to all of you, thanks.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Week: 2, Many days with no update, swimming pools, and growth.
I think it will soon become much easier to post the daily habits weekly. The major part of their journey seems to be coming to a bit of a plateau. Though I could be wrong, so forgive me if I am.
I have taken several pictures of the ducks, and a few were too dark, but these I am posting are light enough, I think.
A few things first. Do you all remember the smell I was commenting on not being terrible? Well, folks, it is horrendous. I am changing their brooder twice daily, and I am constantly feeding them, looking for new methods to keep the water from soaking everything from here to Northern Canada, and letting them spend a lot of time outside.
Their time outside is what I want to talk about today, as it seems they are almost ready for the outdoors on a permanent basis. The two caveats to this are; I need to build a house for them, and they need to grow a little larger so they don't go and escape backyard like the Birdmen of Alcatraz.
A small point on their growing before I continue. Last night Conner displayed a puberty change in voice. The descriptions were right, it sounds a lot like a combination of passing gas, and coughing. Needless to say I laughed, pointed my finger at him, and made snarky remarks. He looked at me like I was dumb.
I've noticed as well, that the ducks protest to being picked up, but once held they do not put up such a fuss, especially when you pet them under the bills, and on top of the head.
Conner is still a bit larger than Sally, and yet I never have difficulty telling the two apart. Maybe it's the paternal side, I'm not sure, but I don't see them as looking at all alike.
Now for photos;
Now, this first one is a frame of reference. This is my niece Olivia, she is about 3 and a half feet tall.
This one is of them in their pool, enjoying the water with those cute little perpetual smiles.
More pool time for the kids, all of them.
Learning the use of steps.
A little walking around time before we call it a night.
I have taken several pictures of the ducks, and a few were too dark, but these I am posting are light enough, I think.
A few things first. Do you all remember the smell I was commenting on not being terrible? Well, folks, it is horrendous. I am changing their brooder twice daily, and I am constantly feeding them, looking for new methods to keep the water from soaking everything from here to Northern Canada, and letting them spend a lot of time outside.
Their time outside is what I want to talk about today, as it seems they are almost ready for the outdoors on a permanent basis. The two caveats to this are; I need to build a house for them, and they need to grow a little larger so they don't go and escape backyard like the Birdmen of Alcatraz.
A small point on their growing before I continue. Last night Conner displayed a puberty change in voice. The descriptions were right, it sounds a lot like a combination of passing gas, and coughing. Needless to say I laughed, pointed my finger at him, and made snarky remarks. He looked at me like I was dumb.
I've noticed as well, that the ducks protest to being picked up, but once held they do not put up such a fuss, especially when you pet them under the bills, and on top of the head.
Conner is still a bit larger than Sally, and yet I never have difficulty telling the two apart. Maybe it's the paternal side, I'm not sure, but I don't see them as looking at all alike.
Now for photos;
Now, this first one is a frame of reference. This is my niece Olivia, she is about 3 and a half feet tall.
This one is of them in their pool, enjoying the water with those cute little perpetual smiles.
More pool time for the kids, all of them.
Learning the use of steps.
A little walking around time before we call it a night.
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