I have had a dreadful morning! Some stupid bozo, namely me, had forgotten to shut the ducks in last night and let the three Brittanys out into the front garden. As usual Allez went to the gate but it was open so he went in there. Had I realised the ducks had already gone out I'd have saved myself and the poor ducks an awful lot of anguish as I could have shut Allez in there and only had the girls to contend with. All three dived into the stream after a different duck. Allez caught a female and toddled off upstream to stop Freckles and Belle getting it. The girls were downstream catching the drake and another female. I whistled Allez to sit, which he did, duck still in moutth. Grabbed Freckles and got her duck off her, put it in the pen and shoved her through to the back garden. Allez is still sitting there in the water with female duck in mouth. Next Belle had dropped the drake as it was too heavy for her - he had got away into the stream so I grabbed her and had to take both her and Freckles to individual runs as they had started to argue over whose duck was whose. When I came back Allez had dropped the female - she was just sitting on the bank quacking loudly and he now had the drake which I had previously noticed had a leg hanging a bit funny and some blood on its back. Being too heavy for Belle she had held it a bit tight. Anyway got the other female in the pen and went for Allez. Whistled the recall and back he came with Jack dangling either side of his mouth. I thought he had had it but when I went to take him he started to sqawk indignantly and flapped his wings. Allez dropped him into my welcomong hands and sat again on command. I dropped the poor drake over the fence and heeled Allez to the back garden. I put fresh straw in the duckshed, squirted savlon cream onto the drake's back and the female's nose, used cotton buds and elastoplast for a splint for Jack's leg. Threw in some food and filled their water bowls and left them. Going to meet Sarah for lunch now so will check them on my return. Needed another shower, a change of clothing and I don't think my shoes will ever recover from the thick squelchy mud, nor my hair from the torrential rain. At least I know Al will definitely retrieve a runner, recall with it and present it to hand!
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