Ducks quack, sure, but not as loudly or as frequently as hens clucking. They also don't produce proper poops for fertilizer, but its a fair tradeoff for not being woken up at 5 a.m. by chickens screaming. So I did some research and decided I wanted to get ducklings of a breed called ancona (yes, like the chicken breed). This particular breed lays between 200 and 280 eggs a year, which is approximately one a day; they stop laying during the coldest part of the winter and the hottest part of the summer. These ducks seemed the perfect choice for two other reasons: they're a relatively low noise level bird, and are naturally flightless (this means no nasty wing clipping procedures). I found a man on craigslist who was selling ancona ducklings out of Baton Rouge. A week later I hopped in the trusty Elephant and drove down to Le Red Stick and picked up these little cuties.
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| Like "this little pig", they went "cheep cheep cheep," all the way home. |
Subsisting on a diet of chick starter crumbles, supplemented with brewer's yeast to prevent niacin deficiency, they lived happily in a dog kennel turned brooder for two weeks. And grew. And grew. And grew. And grew. They doubled in size in about a week and a half.
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| Got my ducks in a row |


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