The hens, we affectionately call The Ladies, are doing great. 5 out of 7 days I get 3 eggs, The other two days, one of those wenches is cutting me short. I fuss at them and tell them my egg better get squeezed out but they just squawk and peck at the ground.
So far the ducks do nothing but eat, poop, and act scared of their wading pool. I think they are confused because we raised the ducks with two chicks and they think they are chickens.
I open the pen in the morning and let them run around, they stay close by. Its fun to watch them strut around. I think I need a Rooster.
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