Mama duck brought her brood to my pool and now the babies can’t get out. I tried scooping them, but can’t so I made this little ramp for them to escape, but they haven’t figure that out yet. I suppose they’ll figure it out or get tired enough that I can scoop them out with no trouble.
How about a net? Scoop them out. Them release them.
Or Asian style dinner?
I used to have one but I think my pool guy or perhaps a fill-in for him took it… If they’re still feisty later today or haven’t figure it out, I’ll borrow one from a neighbor. Though guys are quick in their domain of water…
Worst case scenario… Get in the pool and teach them how to survive. You will become their papa!
I’ve already been in the pool. They treat me like Gozilla.
They will warm up to you… Avoid showing them your toes though
Dig out the old red rider bb gun…
The duck’s overly chill reaction makes me think this is not the first time the dog has done that to it.
Duck is pretty good
I borrowed a neighbor’s net scoop but 5 of the babies are still loose. I called the animal shelter at the suggestion of that neighbor and left my number because the desk is unmanned at the moment. Those little ■■■■■■■ will have to starve and slow down, or be smarter than a 5th grader and figure it out. They’re definitely not eating, so duckshit shouldn’t be a problem.
I haven’t felt like this since Baby Jessica fell down the well in Texas years ago. But the national press hasn’t picked up on this story yet. I want 24/7 coverage!!!
Thought this thread was about Eugene.
How did the duck escape from prison?
That duck bleached its egg hole. What did it expect?
Con feet
I should have filmed it for a National documentary on PBS. They might need cheap programing soon. I always think of monetizing my life too late.
The animal shelter referred me to animal control, and an empathetic woman suggested I put a towel on the makeshift ramp I had made and to not entice them up the ramp with food. I removed the breadcrumbs on the ramp. So basically no help.
My neighbor seemed to want his net scoop back urgently, perhaps not wanting to be complicit in potential maiming of ducklings.
I replaced my missing smaller, more maneuverable net scoop. I cornered them and fairly quickly dumped them into a recycling container. Mama followed me out about 1/4 mile to a golf course pond for a release party. They showed no appreciation for my efforts. I’ll always be Godzilla to them. The whole family will need therapy, but at least they’re alive, reunited, and shitting elsewhere.
Well done brother… I’d give them about 7 days before the whole family is back in your pool to thank you!
Well, 7 days of growth should make for some mighty fine eatin’…
I’d do her.