It suddenly occurred to me that I didn’t complete the story of Prudence the Duck.
For those who missed my original post, she arrived in pool of our friend’s home in Las Vegas one breezy day and stayed for a couple of hours.
It seemed she and her mate had been attracted by the swimming pool, although they had to abort their water landing when they realised that the cover was still on it.
Mr Mallard didn’t hang around, but Prudence, as we named her, waddled round the garden quite happily, snacking on insects and drinking from the chlorinated pool. Then she settled down on the lawn and laid an egg.
She then flew off to the east, but a Google search suggested that she should return and lay between six and a dozen eggs which would eventually hatch and she would teach the ducklings how to swim in the pool.
Sadly, it wasn’t to be. Prudence didn’t return and the egg sat lost and lonely on the lawn.
However, I put together a video of her short stay which in itself isn’t particularly exciting, but I do like the soundtrack by Charlie Winston, appropriately ‘My Life as a Duck’.