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Duck un-house....
This morning's experiment wasn't hugely successful: the ducks came outside and shouted at us for fifteen minutes, then hopped through the fence and went looking for their pond (which was in the polytunnel, sigh).
Some herding later, we managed to get them shut in the polytunnel, which mostly held them with much complaining. While we were poo picking, Agnes managed to get out but then stood next to it wondering how to get back to the others. It probably needs tying down better at the bottom, but that's not happening in this nasty cold rain. Poor Erzulie couldn't get away from Magrat, either, and Magrat seemed to have decided that it was All Erzulie's Fault.
I don't much like my chances of getting them in there on my own this afternoon / tomorrow morning (Mike's away overnight for his mother's birthday), but we'll see what can be contrived.
Some herding later, we managed to get them shut in the polytunnel, which mostly held them with much complaining. While we were poo picking, Agnes managed to get out but then stood next to it wondering how to get back to the others. It probably needs tying down better at the bottom, but that's not happening in this nasty cold rain. Poor Erzulie couldn't get away from Magrat, either, and Magrat seemed to have decided that it was All Erzulie's Fault.
I don't much like my chances of getting them in there on my own this afternoon / tomorrow morning (Mike's away overnight for his mother's birthday), but we'll see what can be contrived.