I know the title of this post might be a little on the
cheesy end. I shy away from public professions of how great (or not so great)
my relationship is. I normally find those pictures on FB of the flowers that
your guy sends you at work a little irritating. Perhaps that’s the jealous part
of me, it’s been years since I got flowers at work; Mr. B. is just not that
guy. But last night reminded me that there are gestures far sweeter than
flowers at work or a romantic weekend getaway. And so this post is what I hope is an entertaining
story for you and a reminder for me.
A little back story on the duck situation.
The ducks were evicted from the house this past weekend. For the past few weeks they have been spending
the majority of the day outside it the “play pen” we constructed last year.
However, up until last weekend I was bringing them back inside for the night. Saturday they spent the evening outdoors, in
the “play pen”. Why not the coop you may
ask. Well, the duckies are still small and I don’t completely trust the geese
with them yet. Everyone will need to be put in the pecking order, I’m just afraid
it might be rather violent with the ducks being so much smaller. So the first
few nights outdoors went well. I cleaned out the mud room and got rid of the
wet duck smell. (They won’t be making
candles in that scent anytime soon!!)
Ok now that we are all up to date on the duck situation – I can
tell you why Mr. B is truly amazing..
Last night we got home from work just after a storm had
rolled through with more to come. It was still drizzling of course I had to check
on my babies. They were stressed!! Poor little guys, they needed to get
someplace dry and out of the rain. I know how ridiculous that sounds they are
ducks, but they are babies and don’t have all their big feathers yet! The geese
BTW seemed unbothered by the rain/storm, but they are used to it. But what to
do? Where to put them? I had reclaimed my mud room and put away all the
brooding supplies. The geese don’t like them so hanging in the coop over night
was not an option. Perhaps if I put a partition in the coop to keep the geese
from them…
I’m scouring the shed to find something that will work. By
now it’s raining again and Mr. B has collected the duckies in a wash basket and
they are in the shed out of the torrential down poor. I found a piece of fencing that would work,
but the geese would be able to see the ducks and would probably heckle them all
night. So not ideal. Mr. B finds some plywood two long pieces about 18inches
high. Not high enough, the ladies can jump that. So Mr. B quickly devises a
plan and sends me to the house for the tools. Mind you it is still down
pouring, the dirt floor in the shed is all wet and mucky, there is crap for
light, and no decent work space. But he is going to MacGyver a partition out of
what we have. And that is exactly what
he did. Using the ATV as a work bench and me holding the spot light he cut and
built the partition.
The duckies were tucked in and happy to be out of the storm.
They were all asleep within a few hours. The geese put themselves to bed at
dark and didn’t even notice the babies on the other half of their house. Or at
least I don’t think they noticed. There was no commotion in there last night.
A happy ending to the duck situation - and that my friends
is better than flowers at work.
