So, in the middle of everything today, we ran across a hellaciously distressed momma mallard and a bunch of her baby ducks that had fallen down a sewer grate. Another guy was already trying to fish them out, so my friend and I called animal control before we tried to fish the rest of them out. When Animal Control got there, we had all of them out and the mother duck quacking very happily. I was surprised - none of us got snapped at or hurt. I was even holding onto a bag at one point that had all of them in it and she just watched me.
A policeman at Buckingham Palace holds the gate open so that a duck and her ducklings, from nearby St. James’s Park, can leave the palace forecourt. (Photo by Douglas Miller/Keystone/Getty Images). May 4, 1964
Until then, you’ll need to keep him warm. A lamp with warm lightbulb should be sufficient. He will also need a shallow (very shallow) dish of water to drink from. Dry uncooked unflavored oatmeal can be used as food if you don’t have anything else - just keep an eye on the duckling. Tap your fingers on the food like a duck pecking if the duckling doesn’t seem to want to eat it - they may not realize it’s food.
I know, more baby birds but I wait all year for them and love to see them grow, there are still nine of these around which is pretty impressive. Almost out of the cute phase and into the slightly awkward-looking phase !
This must be baby animal month with having just found a baby squirrel last week and now a duckling :) This is always kind of a sad story but I found this baby duck while driving back home in my neighborhood. He was sitting on the road right where my tires were. At first I thought it was a leaf, looked a bit closer and could see the shape of a duck bill. I swerved to avoid it stopped my car on the side of the road and saw it dash under the neighbor’s car tire. I chased after him, found him, and quickly caught him. I couldn’t find his mother and siblings anywhere in sight so I brought him back home a few houses down from where I found him. I ran inside and told my mother and father who were watching TV and doing some work for the business. My mother said, “Pause the movie!” And she grabbed an old white box around the size of a shoebox for me to place the little duckling so I could walk around the neighborhood looking for the mama duck since we have quite a few ponds in our subdivision. He was probably just a few days old since he still had his egg tooth to help him hatch. I went to each pond, walked through people’s backyards and could not find the mama duck anywhere :( What makes this even more sad is that he lost his mama on Mother’s Day!!! I went back home to grab my dog, Gracie, who is a yorki-poo and of course both breeds, yorkshire terrier, and poodle are both hunting dogs, trained to find and catch small animals. So training Gracie to find something I was looking for was not too difficult. Back when I had my hedgehogs they would escape often but she would always manage to find them and alert me of their location. So, I thought it would be helpful to have her come along with me. My Mum had said she had seen a family of ducks cross our backyard earlier that morning so that’s where we started.I let her sniff the duckling and she was on the track. She tried but only managed to lead me to a dead baby bird in our backyard before losing the scent. I walked again around the neighborhood but to no avail. We brought the duckling back home. I decided to place him out in the backyard to see if maybe his chirping (“BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP”) would grab the mum’s attention? I placed him in the backyard and he ran around chirping, managed to get the attention of all the other birds who flew to trees around him while he waddled through the grass and trees. I wasn’t sure if I should leave him there and let nature take it’s course. I left him out for five minutes and was already about 4 houses down the backyards. I decided to bring him back inside because without the warmth of his mother and siblings I’d pretty much be sealing his fate as it was supposed to get around 20 degrees Fahrenheit that night. I couldn’t find him. He stopped chirping even though I knew the area he had to be since I had just heard him a few seconds ago. I went back to the house and told my dad. I decided to go out again, maybe he had started his chirping again, at that point, my dog raced out the door with me besides my mum telling her to stop. We ran over to the area where the duckling was and Gracie quickly found him in the weeds over by one of the trees. I brought him home in cupped hands.
In the end we determined it would be best to give him to one of our family friends who takes care of orphaned baby ducklings and geeslings over the summer. They have experience with this and would know exactly what to do. I really didn’t want to be responsible for a dead duckling on my hands. So we called them and they were excited and willing to take care of him until he was old enough to be released into the wild.
When we brought him over they had everything already set up, the aquarium with t-shirt cloth over shredded paper, a heat lamp, and a bowl of water. They said they would buy soft duck pellets from Tractor Co once it opened tomorrow. S told me that she was amazed that I was even able to see the duckling on the road. Probably all the year of bug-catching that has kept my eyes sharp. They told me stories of when they would have about 5-6 ducklings, if one happened to jump out of the box all the others would start chirping. It was their way of staying together in a group. I know that it is not uncommon for ducks to be surrogate mothers so if we could have found any mother duck hopefully he would have been taken care of. But I have high hopes for him now that he’s in good hands!