The Duck that thinks it's a dog

I am so pleased that the wild ducks are now returning daily.  Each morning when I come into the kitchen, they are waiting at the backdoor.

I can't tell you how much joy I get from these three little ducks, being able to sit and watch them waddle around the garden, or splash in the kids tray of water.

It is rather like having three puppies in the garden though.  Where ever we go in the garden, we seem to have a trail of ducks waddling behind, if we sit at the table outside, they will come and lay down near our feet.  Mrs Duck now spends much of her day asleep on the doormat at the back door in between the debris of discarded kids wellies and shoes.

I really feel so lucky to have my little Duck-Dogs come and visit every day.