2011年6月12日日曜日

eleven minutes

Don't worry this is not one of those forwards about how long a minute is for a lovesick guppie waiting for a lung transplant or whatever.

Nope this is a brag.

Let me just say that again:

eleven minutes!

....

OK, I'm back. Was just trying to pat myself on the back but those string stringing Michelle Obama arms hurt. No idea how she does all that hand waving....

Anyway, putting the ducklings to bed.

It's actually quite a complicated process. During the day they swim freely throughout the entire paddy. Come 6:00 it's teatime. We go into the netting enclosure around their hut and call out 'koi koi koi!' (which could be love or carp but in this case is come here) and put out their food (rice bran, chopped up weeds and chook food). They swim like they're in the Olympics and throw themselves on their food with gusto. Quite literally throw themselves on it in a lot of cases! Once they are all in the netting we close off the door to the greater rice paddy. This part of the bedtime routine goes swimmingly (hehehe- sorry.)

It's the next step that is a little less like water off a ducks back (ohhh stop me!). They eat their food, and instead of getting nice and sleepy and heading into the hut they go parrrrtyyyyyyy! and head out to swim laps of the hut and under the hut and run up and down the ramp and basically do anything but settle down in the nice cosy sawdust lined crates in their hut. So they need convincing. This convincing was a 30 minute plus ordeal Saturday night that involved far too much mud and lunging around in the knee deep water encouraging excited ducklings to go to sleep- not unlike getting a toddler to sleep actually....

But tonight?

Eleven minutes baby!

Woohoo. Just call me the duckling whisperer. Honestly I think it was pushing bedtime back 15 minutes and the consequent increased darkness that did it but you've got to take your successes where you find them, hey?

Fingers crossed tonight will be just as easy as it's the first time I will be doing a post-work weekday duckling bedtime.

If only convincing Amy to go to bed took 11 minutes the living would be easy!

6 件のコメント:

Gina さんのコメント...

Only 11 minutes to get them settled in for the night, that's pretty good. ; )

Here's hoping their nightly routine stays that way. : )

Gaijin Wife さんのコメント...

you sure it wasn't the blackout curtains, or the bedtime story or the sav in their water?

Bryn さんのコメント...

Huh? Why do you have to put them to bed?

achan さんのコメント...

With all those grubs during the day and then all that other grub at night there are going to be some big fat stuffed ducks come Christmas! ... oh and how about Peking Duck???

...how much for a fatty?

otsukaresama

thefukases さんのコメント...

G- yep, 11 minutes is pretty good, hey?

GW- you know that story book making news- go the F**k to sleep? Well I'm not really a swearer but I will admit there was a bit of 'you bloody quackers' when the inevitable run away problem started up.

Bryn- yup. I will have to do a post on a day in the life of the ducks. It's pretty labour intensive!

achan- they will only be in the paddy until the rice starts forming on the rice stalks. After that they will be taken back to the farm where we got them. From early August till about November they will be fattened up there and the they will come back to us dressed and ready for eating. They will have lived a lot longer than your average food duck and have gotten a lot more exercise so they will be better for duck soup and stock than peking duck but if you're still interested I will definitely send you one down. That will be a fun takkyubin label to write!

bastish さんのコメント...

I never thought about using this with ducks, but it works well with Mona... You are welcome to steal the idea.

http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5277/5900068349_47d28eaeea_o.jpg

1) Put food over the hinged doors hidden under the water.
2) As duckies swim over pull the rope that is connected to all four doors (one on each side)
3) Duckies tumble into their box.

Granted, it takes Mona longer than 11 minutes to stop crying after she tumbles into her box, but its not like I have to hang around and listen or anything... And ducks probably don't cry as loud as human babies anyway.