Make New Friends

 Last night we ran a covert duck movement operation. After dark, when all the chickens and guineas were roosted, we put on our dark clothes and ski masks. We made up some hand signals so we could communicate without making noise. We each took a flashlight and body crawled... STOP! Even I know that is way too much over-exaggeration for this post. Why do I get so carried away?? Because it is so. much. fun!
 The truth is:  After dark we tiptoed into the temporary duck pen. But the ducks were onto us from the start. So I held a flashlight while DH cornered and caught each duck and put it into a pet carrier. Then we carried them down to the chicken coop and let them go.
 Now we have angry chickens and guineas because their coop door will be kept closed for a couple of weeks while the ducks learn that this is home. No free ranging for a while. And it turns out no one is in a hurry to make friends with the new guys in town. Hopefully, they will change their minds soon. Maybe I need to do a little icebreaker? Duck/Guinea/Chicken twister anyone??

Shy ducks