There once was a duck. A mama duck to be exact. She decided to build her nest in a courtyard. A courtyard that was set to be completely overhauled, gutted and re-landscaped. She laid nine eggs and lovingly incubated them for weeks despite the fact an overly curious australian shepherd kept harassing her and children kept peeking in to check her progress.
Lucky for her, the landscaping project got pushed back on the schedule due to weather, project scheduling and plant inventory. But finally the day came and she was still nestled in with her eggs. The owner of the courtyard was concerned for the mama duck and her soon-to-be babies. How would the duck react to all the demo and chaos? Would she be spooked? Should we try to move the nest? Are those eggs even fertilized?
Finally, the morning came and the landscaping crew arrived. The mama duck was still perched atop her nest. First, it needed to be determined if the eggs were fertilized. Much to the owners surprise...they most definitely were!
Can you see the little babies underneath the mommy!? If you look real close...underneath her wing!?
How about now!
The eggs had hatched overnight. The mama duck sat with her babies most the day...and then marched them out of the courtyard, through the gate...right across the landscaping project with a bunch manly landscapers looking on.