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Gratuitous Duck Photos: First Swim of Year

It's been a while since we've had a duck update here. What with it being winter and all, there hasn't been much to show.

However, the last two days were quite nice and warm, so I thought I'd fill up the kiddie pool and let Squackers and Buttons go for a swim- their first of the season. (Well, technically their second because they escaped on a really cold day and stood on top of the ice that filled the pool, lapping up the water at the edges.)

As always, they reveled in their swim time, fluffing their feathers...

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...primping and preening and cleaning...

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...shaking their tail feathers and all their other feathers, too.

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Yep, they had a good time.

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It's back to cold weather and strong winds today. I sure can't wait for more spring frolicky ducky days.

P.S. If you aren't familiar with Squackers and Buttons, you may want to read about that fateful day last year when my husband and I randomly bought ducks on a Friday night.


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