Friday, 2 June 2017

When your duck doesn't fit in your beard anymore


Day 1: The Peep has Hatched.
So my first attempt to hatch out chicken eggs failed, except it turns out one of the eggs in there was a duck egg and apparently duck eggs are more hardy or tolerant of shitty incubation techniques. 

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So now I had a duckling.  A single solitary duckling.   Ducks are very social, raising a single duck is basically a death sentence, they will die of loneliness.   

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I took took it upon myself to spend some quality time with the little peep, so it would have enough social interaction to not get lonely.   I kept his 'house' next to my bed for the first few weeks.  

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I was worried that I wouldn't feed or water it enough, but if you are in hearing range and that peep gets hungry or thirsty.  You WILL know.  

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Peeps doesn't have a mother's wing to go under, so my beard had to do.

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A towel was necessary, peeps poop a lot.  "A lot" is an understatement. 

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Pro tip:  Best time for social interaction is after the food dish has been empty a few hours.   Do not feed then socialize, unless you do it outside.  You will get pooped on, repeatedly.  

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Did I mention poop?   Fortunately, it's not like cat or dog poop.  I mean it's gross, but it's not pungently foul.   Smells like of like wet bread.

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You will get pecked, but it doesn't hurt.  Unless it's your eyeball.  That hurts. 

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Please don't poop on my head.

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A peep in hand is worth...?

Day 25

Day 25
Day 41
Doesn't fit in my beard anymore.

Day 41

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