Duck ala Crate

Wednesday evenings means picking M up from Choir School. Dinner is served at 6:00 - in the church basement - of course. Over spaghetti last night, I told my table mates about the duck problem. One of the parents, Jim, had an idea. How about herding the ducklings into a dog crate, then hope the mother follows. Slam the door and off you go?

Hmm, that might work. Running out of time here.


amy said…
you could try calling the DNR or some place like that...they might have advice or jut laugh at you!

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