The Muscovy duck pair had another bunch of ducklings a
couple of weeks ago. Eight at first, then seven, then a single baby left. This
morning, the mom was in the yard multiple times, and made a noise that is sort
of like “quacking” but not quite, they are known as “mute” ducks.
She was calling for her baby. Then across the lake she would
fly. Then swim back; fly over; fly back.
She wasn’t looking for food, she was seeking her last baby.
Sadly, gone.
Life on Muscovy Pond is sometimes cruel.
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