Tuesday, November 23, 2010
could you help me....I need directions
Sunday morning Frank is out checking the dugout. I guess he wanted to make sure the aerator was working properly, you know bubbling. Can't have the dugout freezing solid, since this is the only source of water for the cows waterers. What does he find trying to swim, to survive, to live in the open water? Well Mr. Mallard of course. (That is what I have dubbed him.) The ice is really thin where the water has been 'bubbly', so Frank can't even lay on it with a fishing net to try to catch this duck.
First Frank put some straw out there on the edge for Mr. Mallard to rest in. I think the temperature on Sunday was -26. There is no place for this duck to get dry or even warm. A little later in the day Frank put some grain out for the duck. Mr. Mallard tried flying away, but he was flappin' in slo' mo'. So, now the great duck rescue has been put into action.
So the boys decided 'lets set a trap for the duck.' They set up this wooden crate-which Frank initially built for a wood box a few years ago. When it was around 6 ish, they figured the duck went to 'roost' inside the wooden box. They walked to the south side of the dugout-the trap was set up on the north side, and they shone the spotlight into the box, and young Frank said 'he is in there!' They walked around to the north side, sprung the trap and carried the duck and wooden box into the house.
Mr. Mallard is now a house guest. He huffs and blows air at you if you get near his box. Frank has been feeding him grain and water. We know that he has been eating, because his water dish always has bits of grain in it.In another day or so, we will move him into the hen house. Frank has an area already set up for him. Mr. Mallard will become a resident of Good nuf Ranch until spring.
And it is a good thing, that Frank found him when he did. Sunday night/Monday morning we were down to -35. For sure Mr. Mallard would have perished in our dugout. Pin It