For the second year in a row, we have a broody chicken. And no rooster. Hannah took pity on chicky mama and tucked a few duck eggs under her with hopes that she can finally hatch a baby. What we’ll do if this works, I don’t know. Do the ducks stay with the chickens? Or do we go through another round of duck unification?

Then, much to our surprise and delight, Doodle, our littlest Blue Swedish duck has gone broody. We noticed that the damn ducks have not been escaping lately. Every evening I find them tucked behind the duck house and they’ve been relatively easy to coax in for the night.

Doodle is sitting on a nest of 7-10 duck eggs. Murphy and Puddles (aka Mr. Duck) are never far away from the coop, keeping her company much of the day. Doodle hisses when we approach, warning us away. She’s likely upset with Hannah for stealing her other eggs.

Curious about the goings on in the ducky house, but hesitant to disrupt her, I remembered mom had given me a set of security cameras that I’d not set up. I dug them out and mounted one in the ducky house. We now have a duck’s eye view of our wanna-be mama.

We figure that we’ve got three weeks to go to see if she’s successful. Dilly tried many times, but never quite stuck to her nest. We’ll see if Doodle does a better job. The chickens have another week to ten days.

Oooh boy. We may have a ducky population explosion.

Doodle sitting on her nest.

Doodle turning her eggs.

A little ducky snuggling.

Doodle’s nest. Stay tuned!