Having just got used to the idea of Dolly pitter-pattering around with her little tribe I thought I must be seeing double when, a couple of hours later, I turned round and saw yet another duck with a tribe of minis following.... This time it was Molly proudly showing her brood of 10 the direct route through the stables to the outside world. She had made her nest in some hay on the floor of the barn so at least her ducklings had not had to absail down the side of some bales before seeing the outside world. Still pretty scary though if you're only a couple of inches high and you're expected to follow mum into the big outside.... In no time at all though all were happily trotting to and fro, through the flower beds, around the Poultry Palace, up to the pigs and back round the barn into the hay for a short snooze - before repeating the whole process all over again. It all got a bit confusing when Dolly and her 12 met Molly and her 10 for a quick gossip around the water bowls - ducklings going hither and thither and all looking much the same. Then it was time to follow mum off on another adventure - and three of Molly's accidentally went with Dolly. It was not too many yards before she noticed and, telling her 12 to keep still, chaperoned them back to Molly! Later on, one of Molly's followed Dolly and this time it got a bit of a bop on the back with a beak and told to go away in no uncertain manner. They certainly have to grow up quickly.... survival of the fittest again. By nightfall though all were safely tucked under their right mums...
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