Wings

Mo, the not able to fly, ideal to keep in a garden, duck has had her wings clipped this evening by Bro1 and I.

Why?

Because no one told her she couldn't fly.

When thunder cracked over our garden this afternoon she was spooked and very nearly escaped. Her friend Bolt had a trim too, just incase. The decidedly chunkier Jemima & Daisy just about manage to waddle so they're unlikely to try any athletic activities like the aptly named Olympic Ducks.