Some duck eggs.
The one on the left is smaller than normal and the one on the right is bigger than normal.
They made a great pair for a picture.
And yes, the big egg was a double yolk-er.
It's always fun to be surprised by one of those.
I did not add any water to the eggs.
Duck eggs have clear whites.
Ra still tolerates the chicken whisperer... and his hugs.
Found these butterflies in some mud.
I missed it when there were seven hanging out together.
This hen, which we lovingly call Juanita, still lets herself in the yard.
She's in the yard quite a lot lately.
I think she's the prettiest hen we have in the flock.
She's super friendly and doesn't mind the dog.
And, thankfully, the dog doesn't mind her.
Another random non-chicken picture.
:)
I love the way the drake is floating in the water.
He looks like he's thinking of something sarcastic to say...
well, if ducks could talk.
Except for the claws, I love duck feet.
They're very similar to chicken feet.
They are basically less knobby in the joints with webbing between the toes.
And they make the coolest slapping sounds when they run across a hard surface.
We've learned a lot about ducks over the last year.
Like roosters, drakes will sound an alarm if there's danger around.
They cock their heads to one side and start their strange calls.
The hens will then look to see what it is.
On this particular day, when I looked up to see what was
causing the alarm, a small airplane was high in the sky.
We're always amazed at what the drakes see way up there.
Usually it's a large bird of some kind.
Not this time.
Giganor is getting quite, well, gigantic!
His head is almost the height of Pepper's back.
Think about that for a minute.
He's almost the height of a 75 pound dog's back.
Trust me, he's huge!
Thankfully he's still like a box of rocks.
So we decided to catch Gigantor today and weigh him.
He tipped the scales at 8+ pounds.
He's 5 1/2 months old with another year to go before he reaches full maturity.
As a perspective on his weight:
The hens we butchered last year were older and were around 7 pounds.
Sorry, Ra, you're the "little" guy.
It looks like we have three roosters.
We don't.
The three different breeds have the same kind of single style comb.
It's a Rhode Island Red hen in front with the two roosters in the background.
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