I know it’s been a wet summer here in the UK - but I was a bit amazed one July morning to find these little guys quacking about the garden.
I couldn’t imagine how they got there - the gates were shut and they couldn’t have squeezed through the metalwork.
Anyway, thanks to the girl next door, who works for the RSPCA, we managed to find the owners - they lived on the other side of the busy main road!!!
Duckies re-united with happy owner and mystery solved a few days later.
A lady who works at a care home and starts work at the uncivilised hour of 7am, found them wandering on the pavement near my house, so she shoo-ed them into the garden and re-closed the gate … and no, I haven’t the foggiest why she chose our place.