Fucking Ducks

March 23, 2007 by David.

Literally.  It is duck breeding season here in Mississippi.  I love sitting on my dock and the last week there has been three ducks that think they own the inlet my property is on.  Two male Mallards and one female.  They have quite the threesome going, although the two males don’t take kindly to a third male.  They’ll chase off any other male that shows up, but sure don’t have a problem between the two of them.  Must be brothers or something (hey, it’s the south here…).

Here’s what I think is funny.  After taking a turn at the female duck, the male will quack and quack and quack [and quack!] for like a minute.  Must be something in male genes or something.  Ten to thirty minutes later the other male does his best to drown the female, followed by a bout of intense quacking, like the mad (proud?) duck he is.  I’m not too sure how the female doesn’t end up with a broken neck, but afterward she swims around like nothing happened, going tooley de doo.

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