Language amazes me, and animal language most of all. Doc scared up a family of ducks on the creek last night. And while I was calling him off, I couldn’t help but be enthralled with the obvious talking going on between Mama Duck and her ducklings.
The ducklings Flintstone-peddled to the switch grass for cover at their mama’s warning, and Mama Duck was a wild woman! She blew up a storm on the water to draw Doc’s attention away from her children (which completely worked, thankfully), lost him upstream and silently double-backed to where she’d told her children to hide.
It was so amazing to see – and understand – duck language. Animals talk. Sometimes we just aren’t listening.
