Ten Little Indians

Halleh, the single drake, non runner and group leader

 Another of the Indian Runners didn't come home the other night.
Like Agatha Christie's Ten Little Indians ( the film version and NOT the novel BTW) their numbers have been whittled down from eight to six.
I think I know what has happened and I now blame the dreadful weather we have been experiencing as the run off from the fields has meant that the small stream that has always run quite peacefully at the back of the field has overflowed. The flooding has allowed the ducks to access the riding stable paddocks beyond my field, and yesterday I even caught the group crossing the lane down at the bridlepath, over 1000 yards  from home.
When I saw them, I couldn't quite believe that I stood in the middle of the road pointing in the general direction of the cottage shouting a rather camp and surprising
 "GET HOME!!!" to the group
Strangely enough the ducks then ran off obediently in the direction of the field!


And so the two ducks have either been taken by a fox when venturing out through the more dangerous parts of the fields or are both sitting on eggs under some hedge somewhere. I am hoping that both ducks could be sitting as they are now 2 years old, the right age for going broody
Only time will tell.....


ps.........the fickle finger of fate has just wagged itself at me again this morning as before I have even finished this blog, there was a knock at the door.
Could I take two young  and very unwanted Aylesbury  ducks from a woman who thought they would make ideal pets for her previously pristine herbaceous garden!


hey ho
off to pick the little buggers up in a few ticks

19 comments:

  1. The "Trelawnyd-enders" Welsh soap opera seems to have continued unabated while I have been "off air". I hope the two runners turn up and give you a nice surprise.

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  2. Another wonderful image to last through the day - you, standing in the road, hopefully in your pyjamas, camply shouting at ducks.

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  3. Hope you had hand on hips when you sent them back. Hope Inspector Poirot is able to find the missing ducks

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  4. It's like a regular duck carnival around there, isn't it? I would have taken the ducks; mind you, they wouldn't have lasted for long!

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  5. I suppose that finding ones livestock down the road is slightly better than having them trample all over your bosoms?

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  6. And I used to think The Archers was racy...

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  7. I really would love videos of some of your little escapades. "Get Home!," would have been entertaining.

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  8. And so the Universe replaces that which you have lost.....

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  9. Ha ! A door closes with another opening. Wondering how much of her garden is left?

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  10. Ideal pets? Silly woman, I can imagine what her pristine garden looked like with a pair of ducks making themselves at home in it. I also would have loved to see you ordering your little flock home!

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  11. I no longer watch tv and truly despise reality shows, but am beginning to think someone ought to assign a camera crew to trail you.

    Next time, perhaps you could holler at the livestock, "To the bosoms!"

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  12. alison
    I should have shouted...
    "return now to the safety of my bosom!!!!"

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  13. LOL! The image of you shouting at your ducks is superb! :-)

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  14. They need firm handling these Indian Runners.

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  15. I can only imagine the sight of you ordering the flock "back home", and obviously they knew they were out of their bounderies, having headed that way..
    Brilliant !

    I'd like to slap that woman 'upside her head' ;)
    ~Jo

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  16. Ha! So funny that they actually listened and ran home! Silly ducks...

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  17. I'm glad they listened to you and hope the two missing ones return.

    I'll join the queue wanting to dopeslap that silly woman who thought a pair of ducks would be nice in her pristine garden.

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  18. It just never ends. Hope they come home.

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  19. Now who wouldn't listen to Nurse Mildred Ratchet! Smart ducks!

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