Victoria has picked up a habit of just disappearing and then reappearing just as mysteriously. She’s in the ‘frequent flyer’ club, so she’s quite adept at getting over our fences.
She’s been quite cagy about what she’s up to, so we have had to put on our detective Clousteau hats, and discretely watch where she goes without her noticing. That meant watching her browse through the garden in her own sweet time for a loonnng time until she surreptitiously disappeared under our house.
It took some time to find her as she found about the most awkward spot to get to.
Most likely, she is sitting on some eggs.
Uncoffined 
Conscientious mama duck. 🙂
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