We made another visit to the duck pond near our house. Now, last time we went was on a Saturday and the ducks were just moving from family to family out there at the park. This time, they were a little more forceful.
We were still probably 50 feet from the pond when a little family of ducks start waddling our way. We weren't throwing out bread or doing anything like that, but apparently they can spot a duck feeder from a mile away.
But it was cute. It was a mommy and 3 little babies. And who doesn't want to feed those cute little things. They came up to about a foot away from us and then waited for their handouts.
So we fed them.
And then another little family comes over to visit. And let me tell you, You may think that ducks are not fast, but these things were running at us at top speed.
So then three more big ducks come our way. And they're all looking for our bread. And then the 2 mommy ducks and the 3 newcomers start getting a little bit grouchy. I wound up picking Presley up and holding her for most of this because we had 11 ducks surrounding us all fighting for the food. The moms were particularly angry with anyone who tried to steal food from their babies. So they just kept running around snapping at eachother. It was crazy. I guess there's enough bread to go around on Saturdays cause they certainly didn't act like this then.
Then all of a sudden, it was like they all got their fill. (Which was good b/c we were soon out of bread) So they went back to the water.
So we walked out to one of the little piers and watched for more ducks and fish.
And those ducks came back again looking for some more.
Fiesty little things.
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