There’s six of them, and they’re adorable! Julio from the village got them for us, and they’re the same breed as the delicious bird we had at Christmas. I’ve yet to work out what that actually is.
Everyone had told me that ducks make a mess, but I hadn’t appreciated before now actually how much of a mess! Honestly, it’s hard to believe how six small and rather cute looking creatures can turn a lovely looking floor of fresh yellow straw to a squishy marshland of poo and mud in what seems like no time at all. I seem to be forever spreading dry material in there for them, and at this rate will run out of straw long before we’re ready to cut another crop. The sooner we can get them into the inside run full time and the chickens into the soon to be finished outside one the better. So far the chickens have been uninterested when they’ve followed me into their shed, but based on their previous unsociable behaviour when introduced to newbies I don’t trust them one iota and feel it’s best to keep them well apart.
Photos to follow. I’m still too dazed from travelling and trying to catch up to even attempt it just now.