I had to jump into the pond today to rescue one of Honey’s ducklings who was being pecked HARD by Dorothy. It dove underwater for a long time, and when it surfaced Dorothy went after it again. I had to jump into the pond, clothes and all, to rescue it. It’s home with me tonight and I’m gonna have to sleep with another duckling tonight (I hope this one isn’t Bob!). Integration attempt tomorrow.
The hens really don’t like each other’s babies, but the level of aggression was high today. I can’t be there 24 hours a day, but if I can save a baby, I’ll go into the pond. It’s a nasty and muddy experience, believe you me.
So, here’s my companion for the evening, Honey’s babies are particularly susceptible to bullying as they’re only two days old.