Was woken this morning the doorbell ringing and ringing.
It was the man from over the road saying that a duck, which had just hatched ten ducklings in their garden yesterday, had tried to take them across our busy road this morning. She and three ducklings were killed and the other seven had made it across and were in our pond.
Thank goodness we hadn't got round to doing the fence we've been meaning to put up, or they'd have been stuck in the road. As it was they'd have had no problem getting through the chestnut paling.
So my daughter and I helped our neighbour and his son to catch them and put them in my chicken-transporting box, so they can be taken to the wildlife rescue place.
Poor little things. I do hope they'll be ok. I am glad that where he is taking them is a way away, out in the countryside, which means they will now grow up away from this dangerous busy road.
Feeling