Each March I watched for the Momma and Daddy Duck to swim in our pool. It was the first sign they were back. Year after year they came. My neighbor Jos had her own routine. She liked to feed the birds every day in her front yard. Squirrels came to feed out of her hand. Her yard was a haven for all animals.
"I saw the ducks again. The male duck has a limp this year. They seemed to be starved because they gobble the food." Jos explained. "The Daddy Duck always lets the Momma Duck go first." Mallard Ducks mate for life.