What the Ducks!

When folks find out we have friends both feathered and furred, they often do a double-take.  (Could be they’re merely surprised we have ducks, not sure.)  It’s true that felines, especially the domestic cat, can be just as relentless a predator as your average raccoon but there’s one easy way to take care of that—the cats stay in, the ducks stay out.  (Sorry, girls!)

Here’s a handy-dandy chart to sort out what else they have and don’t have in common:

CLAWS:

Cats—yes

Ducks—yes

ASK FOR DINNER:

Cats—yes

Ducks—yes

WILL WAKE YOU UP FOR BREAKFAST:

Cats—meow

Ducks–quaaaaaaaaack

COME WHEN CALLED:

Cats—sometimes

Ducks—mostly

LET YOU PET THEM:

Cats—yes if Mama

Ducks—yes if Pamela

CAN FLY:

Cats—no, unless jumping off tall furniture counts

Ducks—ours can only get a foot or so off the ground

SHED COAT IN SUMMER:

Cats—fur

Ducks—feathers

LAY EGGS:

Cats—no, especially not the male

Ducks—yes, but not their whole lives

USEFUL POOP:

Cats—no

Ducks—you bet

WILL GET INTO CARRIER WITHOUT ASKING:

Cats—only if they’re desperate

Ducks—ditto

Copyright 2012, Lori Fontanes