freshprincess87
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It's been nearly a week since my duck babies were murdered.
Princess duckling was friendly from the moment I met her. She arrived 10:30 at night. She knocked on someone's door and went inside to look for and ask for food. The people of that house must have called WIRES (wildlife care organisation) because my partner got an alert that a duckling needs help. So he went and collected her at 10:30 at night. Halloween night 2021. Sometimes I wonder if I should have named her Cricket. Because her baby sounds resembled a cricket. She talked constantly all day long. We found out what to feed her and it helped her grow up into a beautiful big, but small girl. Young adult. She was a teenager when she passed. During her first few days, weeks, until she got bigger, she spent most of the day on my partner's shoulder. Or on the carpet eating and drinking or bathing. When she bathed she would look up at my partner as if to say, excuse me it's time for me to clean my feathers and drop all the fluff and water on you. Sometimes he didn't know as he would be on his laptop, and she would try to jump up to his shoulder and would make it to his leg. If I noticed I would tell him and he would lean over and pick her up. She didn't like being held but was content once she was put on his shoulder. Sometimes she was hungry after napping on his shoulder but didn't know how to express it. So she would preen herself and that's when she would be set down on the carpet to eat and drink. She would run around really quickly for no reason and randomly. I called her road runner when she did that out of nowhere. Her sounds slowly turned into "chh chh chh" sounds, she was the quieter bird, as her sounds were soft. When she first came she had to sleep in a container which was secured with a blanket. Only when she and Enano grew up we got a playpen for them to sleep in and stay in if they couldn't be supervised. A medium sized one that fit perfectly in the lounge and was safe for them indoors. Not outdoors as we learned in a horrific way last week. We were heading into summer and their containers would get too umid for them as they grew bigger. Sometimes Princess would be in her container when I had to clean up the other birds and at first she would cricket chatter then go quiet. Sometimes I would go near her container and make a cricket sound and she would reply and I would say oh sorry, you were probably having a nap, continue your nap and I'll get you out soon when I'm done with the other birds.
Enano came approximately two weeks later on a sunday. We were watching the Shang Chi Marvel movie on tv with Princess. We didn't end up finishing that movie until the following weekend. My partner got a notification about another baby duckling needing care. At first I actually said maybe it's not best because Princess needs attention and care. I didn't want her to be neglected. But he said it's ok she will benefit from a friend (Mr Patito lived in the garage at this point still). I was still worried. Enano came that afternoon. She was a bit noisier with her baby sounds. Similar to other baby ducklings. Princess was unique with her cricket sounding baby sound. Enano was more wild despite probably only being a week or so old. We were amazed she was still alive because she was kept in a box with grass for 6 days apparently until the people that found her contacted WIRES and my partner got her. She was afraid of us, lkely due to the trauma, however, if we walked away from her she would come running and screaming. Her sounds were more "peep peep peep peep peep peep peep". Seven times. Loudly. It was adorable. I remember they slept in seperate containers until they were around the same height. We didn't want princess to accidently squash her while sleeping. I remember Enano didn't like being in her container a lot and would jump out regularly. Sneaky little girl. I remember sitting near her and then needing to use the bathroom and when I disappeared she was shouting for me. As I walked away my partner would say becareful she's following you. At first We didn't introduce princess and enano to each other. Princess would remain on my partner's shoulder when it was time for Enano to eat. But enano didn't seem to know how to eat and would just keep having baths so we started setting princess down and enano kept chasing her. When princess was a baby she would make an upset noise if we disappeared for a second or for a fee minutes after putting her to bed. She started making that sound when enano kept chasing her. She probably thought it was her mummy. Eventually, somehow, enano just copied what princess did. Sometimes enano would be having a bath in her teeny tiny body and princes would eat and then just drink from the water bowl that enano was using to bathe.
They grew up so quickly, right before my eyes. I didn't know how to look after them and my partner mostly did everything at first until I learned. I was mostly the supervisor at first if he had to go do things elsewhere but he always ensured they had food and water. When my partner wasn't around Princess would at first try to jump to my shoulders but I told her no sweetie, my hair is too curly and you might get tangled, you can stay on my leg. But she decided my slippers were better and decided to take naps there instead. When she grew up, her and enano still loved both our pairs of slippers. they nibbled them, pooped on them. Princess would rub herself on them too. Enano seemed to young to understand what was happening. Princess seemed to get hormonal after three months of age. She would fly around everywhere then go to the top of the couch and and lay down and spread her body and kind of bob her head slowly. I never really understood what she was doing. Now, I think she might have been trying ot attract a mate but I'm not sure. Enano would just preen Princess's feathers when she did this gesture.
Enano started quacking when she grew up. But her quacks sounded more like "waaaaa". Like a long version of a train honk. She made other sounds too. I would play tips with her in the morning. I always swept their play area in the lounge room each morning before they came out and they wanted to be let out so I would distract them. I would rub Princess a bit and then touch enano and move my hand then she would come and peck me for touching her, and then we would do it again. I called it the tips game. Like "tag, you're it". I miss her sounds. I miss Princess's sounds. I miss them terribly. The house isn't the same without them.
Princess duckling was friendly from the moment I met her. She arrived 10:30 at night. She knocked on someone's door and went inside to look for and ask for food. The people of that house must have called WIRES (wildlife care organisation) because my partner got an alert that a duckling needs help. So he went and collected her at 10:30 at night. Halloween night 2021. Sometimes I wonder if I should have named her Cricket. Because her baby sounds resembled a cricket. She talked constantly all day long. We found out what to feed her and it helped her grow up into a beautiful big, but small girl. Young adult. She was a teenager when she passed. During her first few days, weeks, until she got bigger, she spent most of the day on my partner's shoulder. Or on the carpet eating and drinking or bathing. When she bathed she would look up at my partner as if to say, excuse me it's time for me to clean my feathers and drop all the fluff and water on you. Sometimes he didn't know as he would be on his laptop, and she would try to jump up to his shoulder and would make it to his leg. If I noticed I would tell him and he would lean over and pick her up. She didn't like being held but was content once she was put on his shoulder. Sometimes she was hungry after napping on his shoulder but didn't know how to express it. So she would preen herself and that's when she would be set down on the carpet to eat and drink. She would run around really quickly for no reason and randomly. I called her road runner when she did that out of nowhere. Her sounds slowly turned into "chh chh chh" sounds, she was the quieter bird, as her sounds were soft. When she first came she had to sleep in a container which was secured with a blanket. Only when she and Enano grew up we got a playpen for them to sleep in and stay in if they couldn't be supervised. A medium sized one that fit perfectly in the lounge and was safe for them indoors. Not outdoors as we learned in a horrific way last week. We were heading into summer and their containers would get too umid for them as they grew bigger. Sometimes Princess would be in her container when I had to clean up the other birds and at first she would cricket chatter then go quiet. Sometimes I would go near her container and make a cricket sound and she would reply and I would say oh sorry, you were probably having a nap, continue your nap and I'll get you out soon when I'm done with the other birds.
Enano came approximately two weeks later on a sunday. We were watching the Shang Chi Marvel movie on tv with Princess. We didn't end up finishing that movie until the following weekend. My partner got a notification about another baby duckling needing care. At first I actually said maybe it's not best because Princess needs attention and care. I didn't want her to be neglected. But he said it's ok she will benefit from a friend (Mr Patito lived in the garage at this point still). I was still worried. Enano came that afternoon. She was a bit noisier with her baby sounds. Similar to other baby ducklings. Princess was unique with her cricket sounding baby sound. Enano was more wild despite probably only being a week or so old. We were amazed she was still alive because she was kept in a box with grass for 6 days apparently until the people that found her contacted WIRES and my partner got her. She was afraid of us, lkely due to the trauma, however, if we walked away from her she would come running and screaming. Her sounds were more "peep peep peep peep peep peep peep". Seven times. Loudly. It was adorable. I remember they slept in seperate containers until they were around the same height. We didn't want princess to accidently squash her while sleeping. I remember Enano didn't like being in her container a lot and would jump out regularly. Sneaky little girl. I remember sitting near her and then needing to use the bathroom and when I disappeared she was shouting for me. As I walked away my partner would say becareful she's following you. At first We didn't introduce princess and enano to each other. Princess would remain on my partner's shoulder when it was time for Enano to eat. But enano didn't seem to know how to eat and would just keep having baths so we started setting princess down and enano kept chasing her. When princess was a baby she would make an upset noise if we disappeared for a second or for a fee minutes after putting her to bed. She started making that sound when enano kept chasing her. She probably thought it was her mummy. Eventually, somehow, enano just copied what princess did. Sometimes enano would be having a bath in her teeny tiny body and princes would eat and then just drink from the water bowl that enano was using to bathe.
They grew up so quickly, right before my eyes. I didn't know how to look after them and my partner mostly did everything at first until I learned. I was mostly the supervisor at first if he had to go do things elsewhere but he always ensured they had food and water. When my partner wasn't around Princess would at first try to jump to my shoulders but I told her no sweetie, my hair is too curly and you might get tangled, you can stay on my leg. But she decided my slippers were better and decided to take naps there instead. When she grew up, her and enano still loved both our pairs of slippers. they nibbled them, pooped on them. Princess would rub herself on them too. Enano seemed to young to understand what was happening. Princess seemed to get hormonal after three months of age. She would fly around everywhere then go to the top of the couch and and lay down and spread her body and kind of bob her head slowly. I never really understood what she was doing. Now, I think she might have been trying ot attract a mate but I'm not sure. Enano would just preen Princess's feathers when she did this gesture.
Enano started quacking when she grew up. But her quacks sounded more like "waaaaa". Like a long version of a train honk. She made other sounds too. I would play tips with her in the morning. I always swept their play area in the lounge room each morning before they came out and they wanted to be let out so I would distract them. I would rub Princess a bit and then touch enano and move my hand then she would come and peck me for touching her, and then we would do it again. I called it the tips game. Like "tag, you're it". I miss her sounds. I miss Princess's sounds. I miss them terribly. The house isn't the same without them.