Duck Sex Season is Back

I’m writing a letter to a friend on my newly positioned desk. Gazing out and watching the world walk by in between sentences written. When I hear the definite sounds of duck sex behind me. It sort of puts you off your creative flow.

Getting It Right

Turning around, I have to laugh as Macey (one of my female pet ducks) has flattened herself on the floor in typical duck ‘presenting herself’ fashion. And Louis is standing on her back. Bobbing his head. And standing. That’s it. I think he and I have to have a little talk about the ducks and bees.

Macey not surprisingly gets fed up fairly quickly and tosses Louis off her back and stomps off into the kitchen. A contrite Louis runs after her (oh, the pitter pat of those little webbed feet). And quiet once again descends at my desk.

But now my mind is elsewhere.

Spring is Coming

This is what real country life is like. Ok, maybe not farmer farming country life, but country life as I know it here at Pumpjack & Piddlewick. Complete with free ranging into my house ducks, who categorically tell me, or maybe I should say show me, that spring is on its way when the duck sex begins.

There’s lots of flirtation too ~ coquettish head bobbing, little trilling giggles and chasing around the furniture. Or the duck ponds if they are outside.

The Pecking Order

My wee flock of three girls and a boy means lots of rumpy-tumpy going on as Louis casts an eye over his harem. The girls do their flirtations, hoping to catch his eye, and he picks and chooses. He’s a right little emperor this time of year.

There is actually a pecking order to privilege. Macey is Louis’s main mate, his number one wife if you will. She has been from her entree into my flock. She is the dominant personality amongst the girls. Neige and her daughter Grêle vie for the next place. I suspect Neige will be relegated to the lower rung. She is a quiet shy soul looking for love. Sadly Louis prefers outgoing girls.

Ducks Sex Abounds

And so, over the ensuing weeks to come… actually over the ensuing next couple of months (sigh), I will be surrounded by flirtatious ducks. Girl ducks will be flattening themselves on floors and in ponds saying ‘take me, take me’ in true romance book style. And Louis will comply, though more in a teen fraternity house film genre.

And then I get to look forward to broody hormonal females and searches for the perfect nesting spot. I’ll take duck sex time over broody time any time.

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