This year they came back again, and my dad, once again, allowed them to stay and enjoy our pond-like pool. The ducks stayed for a time, but when we came home one Saturday we found that they had flown away. As I began to clean the pool, and get rid of all of the feathers, Macy (we named the birds Matt and Macy Mallard) suddenly flew out of the bush. Needless to say, I had not been expecting this, so I screamed and ran inside the house. Meanwhile my dad walked over and took a look inside the bush. To make a long story short there were 10 duck eggs inside the bush and last night they hatched. Here is a photo of our very own ducklings.

                      (Yes, that is a rubber duckie on the right!)