Yesterday it was hot. Nasty on the concrete, and baking even in the shade. These guys turned up. The practical reinventor, about to go out, found them on the path between Marmalade Cottage and Daphne's place.
They're domestic ducks and only just starting to lose their fuzz for proper feathers.
We've no idea - really no idea - whose they might be. Given their age, we suspect they were Christmas presents, which might explain them wandering loose on the street, as they're approaching adulthood and are a bit less cute than they were.
They still squeak.
We put some big tubs of water in the front garden, where there's shade and hidey holes under the hydrangeas, and expected them to disappear.
They quite happily tucked into some chook food and snoofled about in the mud when we watered.
There's an ad on Gumtree and postings on several local facebook pages, but not a peep.
The Creative Reinventor would dearly love to keep them, but accedes that with two dogs, a cat and seven chooks, Marmalade Cottage is at capacity.
If no-one claims them in the next day or so, they'll go up the hill to lovely friend J's house where there are three ducks already.
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