Duck

We have a duck! At school the science department hatched chickens last term and the chicks went off to the farm after about five weeks. This term we decided to try hatching ducks, so I asked my neighbour with a duck pond which kind of duck he'd like as a gift and he went for Khaki Campbells. Well, we managed only to get one Khaki Campbell to hatch (they are more temperamental with regard to humidity and temperature than chickens)and now he is living at Forty Green in our rabbit hutch (sin lapin) and getting daily swims in the brook. We'll have him for a few weeks before trying to reintegrate him into duck society next door. This may mean moving the hutch pondside for a few days...who knows? At the moment he thinks he is a lab technician since that is basically the only family he has ever known....but he is slowly coming round to the idea that he may be a Bethany. He whistles whenever he sees anybody and follows you round like a lap dog, sitting on or between your feet whenever you stop. No true feathers yet, he remains a fluffy duckling but has grown massively in his two short weeks! However, he is not yet a match for the local foxes so to stop himself advertising his presence to Mr Tod we have to throw a blanket over the hutch at night to shut him up!

I am also now the teacher running the bee keeping club. I have been down to the hives a few times and last week we harvested our first honey. I have yet to be stung but apparently this is just a matter of time. Is there any anaphalactic shock history in the family??