It has been rainy rainy rainy in this part of the world and so every break in the clouds, we try to go outside and soak up some sunlight (even if the sun is hiding behind more clouds). That's what spring and summer are for, right? Anyway, today, there was a break in the rain and it was very warm, so we headed over to my parents' condos to swim in their pool.
Only... there were a whole bunch of ducks enjoying the pool when we arrived! Probably twenty of them in the area. Some were swimming in the pool and others were sunning themselves next to the pool. There were two ducklings among the group. They seemed to be a mix of mallards and some other kind of duck, which I cannot seem to identify. The hens look like female mallards, but the drakes are black-ish with a white collar. Anyway, as soon as we entered the pool area, the ducks took off running back to the lake.
But one little duckling was left behind. Later in the story, our kids would name him Fuzz Lee Uchiha (pronounced Ooh-chee-ha), but I will just call him Fuzz Lee for short. I'll use photos I took during his big adventure to tell the story (read the captions for details). I hope you enjoy reading his story as much as our kids enjoyed participating in it.
|Before I had a chance to grab the pool net to try to rescue Fuzz Lee, O had already sprung into action. He got in the water and approached Fuzz Lee slowly so he would frighten him as little as possible.|
|Fuzz Lee was very frightened because he didn't know that we were trying to help him. He was swimming as fast as he could. He kept diving underwater to make his getaway, but eventually, O had him cornered and lovingly scooped him up from the water.|
|Ever so gently, O set him down on the concrete. We hoped he would run after the other ducks and catch up.|
|O scooped him up again. He wanted so badly to help Fuzz Lee, but couldn't decide what to do next.|
|J said, "I know what we should do! Here, let me have the little baby ducky."|
|So they carefully, gently, sweetly passed Fuzz Lee from O's hands to J's.|
|Tiny Fuzz Lee in O's hands.|
|Teamwork. I love this photo, by the way. I could barely see what I was taking pictures of because the sun was so bright, my screen was very dark. So I just kept taking pictures and hoping for the best.|
|Making the transfer. I loved their tenderness. They worked very cooperatively.|
|Fuzz Lee in J's hands.|
|J was so delighted to be holding a baby duck. There was a time when she might have been too nervous. But not today. Today, she was very brave and she put Fuzz Lee's life in front of her own fears.|
|So J set Fuzz Lee on the grass by where the other ducks had exited the pool area. But he kept coming back in. I think he must like the pool area. He just stood there, calming himself down, shaking a little bit and catching his breath.|
|I checked and most of the other ducks had gone. But there were two mallards on the dock quacking. Fuzz Lee tried quacking, but he was too quiet and weak. They could not hear him.|
|Where are your parents, Fuzz Lee?|
|Papa had seen some Muscovy ducks near the parking garage and they had three ducklings of their own. "Maybe they'll adopt this duckling," we thought.|