Since the duck was white, everyone decided she needed to be named something from the movie Frozen. So, Elsa, she became.
I rigged up a wee pond, a pallet fence, gave her all the food and water she wanted and we all settled into watching Elsa enjoy her new life with us.
Then checking my FB messages I found out, that Elsa had a home. About a mile from here, way up the canal with two really big headgates in the canal. She lived with 8 other ducks, 6 big dogs, two little dogs, several horses, a sheep and two tiny tots.
So Terry and I and our youngest granddaughter loaded up Elsa and took her back home.
When we drove into the yard, Elsa started getting very interested, even excited, she knew she had come home!
Well! A perfect ending to a rather eventful experience for a really nice duck….we named Elsa!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,