These ducklings were rescued by an "alert canoeist" and now they're being nursed back to health in a teacup! Talk about Cute Overload!(Thanks Brian H.)
These ducklings were rescued by an "alert canoeist" and now they're being nursed back to health in a teacup! Talk about Cute Overload!
Knut, the adorable polar bear from Berlin is chasing ducks and squirrels. Oh my!
Aw. It's funny when animals can't tell each other apart. These three ducks on Nickel-O Farms in West Nyack have adopted three golden retrievers. They go swimming together and follow each other around all day. Amazing.
From James Allen's review:
No separation of church and duck here.
I was lead to Jolene's blog Give a Family Tree a Shake and...A few Nuts fall out. She is a proud mother of a young soldier in Afghanistan. She had the idea to send her son Chad a rubber ducky to remind him of the Duck Duck Goose game. You know~ don't be the goose running around, duck down! I am wondering how many ducks we could get to his company to remind them all that being a duck is not such a bad plan, and how much we support our troops. Andi is doing the very same thing.
Duck Amuck! Cool promo video. Game slated for release in September.
Surprisingly, these ducks are not made of wood. A few facts:
One giant duck in France. Two links: sfgate and neatorama. He's part of the Loire Estuary 2007 installation in Loire, France. Created by the Dutch artist Florentijn Hofman, this 105-foot-tall, 85-foot-wide "Rubber Duck" (actually made of metal) floats along wherever the river takes him. The installation will run through September 1st.
Three ducks walk into a bar. . .“Say, what’s your name?” the bartender asked the first duck.
“Huey,” was the reply.
“How’s your day been, Huey?”
“Great. Lovely day. Had a ball. Been in and out of puddles all day. What else could a duck want?” said Huey.
“Oh. That’s nice,” said the bartender. He turned to the second duck, “Hi, and what’s your name?”
“Dewey,” came the answer from duck number two.
“Great. Lovely day. I’ve had a ball too. Been in and out of puddles all day myself. What else could a duck want?”
The bartender turned to the third duck and said, “So, you must be Louie?”
Get the punchline (and more duck pics) on leaveitatthebeep.com

“Aflac,” the neighborhood duck, died sometime this morning. He was between 11 and 14 years old. He had been looking sickly for about 6 weeks, but the trouble really began two weeks ago. We came home one day and noticed that he had a large wound on his left hindquarter, near his tail. It looked like a puncture wound, as if he had either been poked by a stick while swimming in the pond or been pecked by one of the crows that always crowded around when we fed him. The wound was nasty looking - bright orange with stuff oozing out of it. It must have hurt like the dickens because “Aflac” kept scratching at it with his beak. In the last week or so the wound became black, probably scabbed over, and looked even worse. Saturday, he was sitting in an unusual spot down at the far side of the pond. We were hoping he was there because it was a shady place on a hot day. Yesterday, we had to look really hard to find him, eventually we thought we saw him sleeping in the backyard of our landlord’s brother’s place. This morning, he was at the edge of the pond with his head in the water. He probably made it down from the yard to get something to drink before he passed on to wherever good ducks go. We will miss the little guy.
Via: loebrich.org

Apparently the duckies like enjoy low prices and one-stop shopping. (and unfair labor practices-woo!)
Seriously, what is going on? Now some idiot teenager is intentionally running over ducks! (Kids these days) :)