The little duck I found in the weeds didn’t do so well on the water. It wouldn’t forage and swim with the rest of the clutch. It probably didn’t imprint very well on its mother, because an egg was seen in the nest early yesterday after the others had moved to the pond. This morning there was no egg.
That means that this one was a late hatcher.
My dad managed to catch the duck with a snow shovel on the pond, and it’s now in the brooder to recuperate.
We’ll see how it goes.