Today is a sad day for me and the other ducks at Ginnysyard. Yesterday Mr.Mallard was feeling poorly, he was about 17 years old, which is getting up there for a duck, so I pulled out the duck hospital (just a smaller cage) put clean straw in it and put him in there for a quite day. Now, for me to be able to pick him up and put him in a cage, I knew he was sick. This was a duck that put himself to bed if he got tired and the door was open on his pen :). I checked on him in a few hours and he had perked up a bit and was drinking water, but I still thought it was a good idea to keep him in the hospital while we were gone for the day. Last night when I went out to close up Duck Hilton, I knew he would not make it though the night. I picked him up, wrapped him in a towel and walked around with him. I let him know that it was okay to fly off to Duck Heaven, kissed his little green head and placed him back in his pen. At some point during the night he went to visit his twin brother. I will miss you Mr.Mallard.