This fellow? He was my only hope. It's possible that I deluded myself in to believing that the narrower white band around his neck meant perhaps he wasn't really a male and that life as a drake would remain foreign to him for all of his days. Then his head started to turn green and not because he's been spending too much time in the pond. You can trust me on that one. The fellow on the left however still has no signs of green on his head and I've now placed all my hopes and dreams squarely on his beak.
Otherwise, this little girl and I have a difficult decision to make about who can stay and who has to go.
Sigh.
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10 comments:
and ducks can be FIERCE when mating. *sigh*
Boy, I've been there. We have ducks, too... but luckily, one drake and four girls.
who knew it was this difficult, or cut-throat? great pictures though!
is it convention about pecking order? a few roosters in a henyard don't fight.
What will you do with the extra, ahem, problem, or should I not ask??
Three eyed stare! Funny. Your third friend does look a lot more like the duck than the drake though so don;t give up hope. We have a chicken that we were convinced was male until she started laying eggs!
Uh-oh! At least there is ONE fer-shure female in the bunch!
Oh dear . . . a bit of a problem looming in rural revival land!
The first image is great! 3 eyed stare or not.
I've been there and 2 drakes don't make for a happy situation. xo
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