|Welsh Harlequin Drake, 17 weeks old|
|Duck House, with nest boxes at the left|
|Ducks behind house|
ducks are locked in the paddock. Later on, the cat comes in the house, and the ducks go out to the larger yard for foraging and lounging under the shade of trees or behind their house. Sometime in the late afternoon, they begin to squawk and beg for dinner. Sometimes they get to enter the garden, where they head immediately to the tomatoes, which they seem to enjoy eating. Sometimes I'll take them a handful of cherry tomatoes and throw them out to them one at a time for a game. The two drakes are the most eager to snap at them. In the late evening, after dinner and around dusk, we'll lock them back in the paddock for safety, and sometime before we head to bed, we lock them back into their house for the night. If we leave their access door open for them, they'll put themselves to bed, and we don't need to herd them in.
|One of the "Silver" Welsh Harlequin females|
|"Golden" Welsh Harlequin female|
Whitey, of course, is still the one standing out of the crowd, and is quite handsome with his curly tail.
|Whitey, the White Appleyard Male|