A Duck Tale
Happy news for a change. From an email I received. About a mother of multiples who is equipped by nature to nurture and rear numerous babies.
Subject: Duck story w/pics-true story
Something really cute happened in downtown this week.
Michael R. is now an accounting clerk at Frost Bank and works
downtown in a second story office building.
Several weeks ago, he watched a mother duck
choose the concrete awning outside his window
as the unlikely place to build a nest above the sidewalk.
the planter that is perched over 10 feet in the air.
going to get those babies safely off their perch in a busy,
which typically happens in the first 48 hours of a duck hatching.
duck encourage her babies to the edge of the perch
with the intent to show them how to jump off.
The mother flew down below
and started quacking to her babies above.
In his disbelief Michael watched as the first fuzzy
newborn toddled to the edge and astonishingly
leapt into thin air, crashing onto the cement below.
Michael couldn't stand to watch this risky effort.
He dashed out of his office and ran down the stairs
to the sidewalk where the first obedient duckling
caught it with his bare hands before it hit the concrete.
Safe and sound, he set it by the momma and the other stunned
sibling, still recovering from its painful leap.
One by one the babies continued to jump.
Each time Michael hid under the awning just
to reach out in the nick of
time as the duckling made its free fall.
The downtown sidewalk came to a standstill.
Time after time, Michael was able to catch the
and set them by their approving mother.
At this point Michael realized the duck family had only made part of its dangerous journey.
They had 2 full blocks to walk across traffic, crosswalks, curbs,
and pedestrians to get to the closest open water, the
San Antonio River .
The onlooking office secretaries and several
They brought an empty copy paper box to collect the babies.
They carefully corralled them, with the mother's approval,
and loaded them in the container.
Michael held the box low
enough for the mom to see her brood.
He then slowly navigated through the downtown
streets toward the San Antonio River .
The mother waddled behind and kept her babies in sight.
As they reached the river,
the mother took over and passed him,
jumping into the river and quacking loudly.
At the water's edge, he tipped the box and helped
shepherd the babies toward the water and to their
All ten darling ducklings safely made it into the water
Michael said the mom swam in circles, looking back toward
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