The children and I were watching a tranquil scene outside our window. A mother duck was waddling along in the yard with several tiny ducklings in a line behind her. Suddenly, Jason appeared out of nowhere and started chasing the babies. The mother turned and quacked at them. It was obvious that she said, "Run to Daddy, quick!" because they all turned around and ran as fast as their little legs could take them, toward the creek, where their dad and uncles were waiting to lead them to safety.
Meanwhile, Mama Duck took on Jason. She flapped wildly at him, squawking like a maniac. Jason took a good whipping and retreated.
I was impressed with the great parenting and survival skills of the ducks, and the instant obedience of the ducklings.
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