What happens when you innocently wander into the feed store to buy, well, feed, and you happen to hear some chirping and cheeping?

Apparently, if you’re me, you bring home 6 new ducklings.

They are Khaki Campbell, of unknown gender as yet.  They are still rather small and downy-soft, but luckily these babies come to the farm when the temperatures have turned summery, so I haven’t needed a heat lamp.

Oona of course is smitten.

She wants to name two of them Dasher and Nibbler.

Orzo’s pretty interested in them as well.

Hopefully these little guys stick around here for a good, long time.