Ducking and Diving (and I am still laughing about it!)
So before we get to the ducking and diving let me get you in the mood with some related images …
Look at that long thick orange bill and those red eyes on my ‘noisy neighbour’ the Oystercatcher!
So you now have a theme of birds … I finally got some good pictures of the lapwings in flight … just shown here as a series with no commentary:
I think the reason I got so lucky with these today was they are all topsy turvy having had their nests ploughed out from under them last week and so they were close to the dyke and took off when Pup approached; although he made no effort to chase and is not allowed to do so (crows are different but these are beautiful ground nesting birds who need to be left in peace with their young).
So lots of birdies? well we continued on our way and went right down the woodland walk to the tree creeper bridge. As we got to the burn three mallards took to flight making a noise – Pup didn’t even bat an eyelid – they were flying after all and so he wasn’t chasing them. Unfortunately this time when they flew off they left a clutch of tiny ducklings in the water peeping their little heads off. That was a whole different kettle of fish and quick as a flash Pup was in the water chasing the wee fluff balls. I told him no and whistled stop as he went round the corner. Then I heard Mummy Duck give him a right mouthful and there was some splashing … he didn’t reappear so I went along the burn to look and he was clinging on to the bank for dear life and kicking his back legs. It had got a bit deeper than he was used to and that and being handbagged by a duck had obviously left him mortified! I hauled him out and tried to stop myself laughing at him … he looked so ashamed!
As far as I can tell all lived to tell the tale – here is the serene burn with no sign of the duck or ducklings …
I left him off lead and he made no effort to go after them and didn’t even blink when we passed the spot where he wet diving in and got ducked by a duck! If the adult ducks had stayed quietly put the ducklings would not have started peeping and he likely wouldn’t have seen them – it was the noise and commotion that gave them away!
We returned and then I went off to see Evelyn who (as expected) made sarcastic comments about having been abandoned …
Here are a few more pictures to end with of the greenery unfolding