Well, one duck anyway. Suleiman, ever the great hunter, brought this little girl home from one of his Houdini fence escapes yesterday. He was carrying her very gently and aside from some mushed feathers, it seems he did her no harm except for a good scare. She doesn't have wing feathers yet, though, and we're afraid to put her back in the pond next door, which is where we think she lives, until she can fly out of his way. So we've put her in one side of the chicken range with a wading pool, greens, food and drinking water.
Ducks sure do make a mess though, and it looks like we'll be changing that pool water every day. Sigh. "Suleiman, you're going to be the death of me".