An Exciting Duck Egg Experience

Have you ever lived on a farm and raised chickens, or ducks? It is full of surprises, and eggs.
In March, we bought some ducks and brought them home in our car. They were really cute baby ducks and waddled every where they went. After we introduced them to their new home, our baby ducks all huddled together every where they went. They would have to get used to the 12 chickens, and two geese who also dwell on our farm. Ducks lay eggs, and this is one of the reasons why we bought them, but we would have to wait many weeks before they would lay. After four months of waiting, the first appeared. How wonderful it looked when me and my sister Sophie brought it inside to show our family. It was really exciting to get bigger eggs, but the excitement was soon ended when days passed without us finding any eggs. We looked all around the chicken coop, the field, the woods, and by the water. There were no eggs to be found. We wondered what could be the matter. We thought that maybe I was not feeding them enough. So, I began filling their feeding bowl with more food. This did not change the fact that they were not laying. Weeks passed. No eggs. Well, it was getting time to do something.
Early one morning after me and my sisters finished riding our horses, I walked over to the chicken coop to let all the birds out of the coop, who had just finished their breakfast. When I opened the door, they all ran out to their water. I stood there for a moment, and suddenly as I looked over I saw something shiny. I knew what it was. A duck’s egg! I walked slowly over to the spot where it was and stood with my eyes open. As I bent down to pick up the egg, I found five more. I hurried back to the house and told my sisters. We grabbed the egg basket and ran back. They were so surprised. The ducks had been laying all that time, and had hidden the eggs deep down inside of the hay, and for weeks the eggs had been sitting there. Over time the amount of eggs had built up. Finally, they began to pop out of the hay! For five minutes, we kept taking more and more eggs out of the hay. Back up at the house we told my mom. She was so amazed and shocked, (just like me).

After counting them, we ended with about thirty eggs. Because we did not know how fresh they were, we did not eat them, and instead gave them to our pigs.


Our Ducks 






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