|Summer 2011 - September 2013|
Saturday morning I was awoken by a teary 11 year old, who told me one of his ducks had died. He found her in the duck house that morning. She was one of our original four ducklings that we got from Clem's (along with Nibbles, Sweetie and Ducky). She didn't appear to be sick, but she hasn't been laying much lately and we think she may have had an impacted egg, which can be deadly.
Snowball, we will miss you and that goofy feather tuft on the top of your head. Even Sweetie appears a bit bereft. We buried her in the yard by the old shed, where Lucy (a previous owner's pet) was laid to rest.