The story behind them is this. My wife who has an allotment just around the corner was digging as you do when one of the other gardeners shouted over. She went round and found a a little yellow duckling running around frightened. No sign of any other ducklings or Mummy.
So she scooped up the little yellow one and brought it home.
So quickly, I had to jump into action and source the old bird cage we kept Manny the fallen Magpie chick in (who eventually grew up and flew away).
Straight away the straw and temporary bedding went in. And so Little Dave grew.
That's Stanley our dog. Best friends with Little Dave. However, Little Dave grew so quick that I had to invest in a new apartment for him.
And so he grew some more.
Till he could fly and fly he did. That is when I learnt to clip wings
Now I know you're going to say, "who's that on the left?" Read on..........