I awake around 7 am, take Gizmo out to the pool area, where there are two mallard ducks happily paddling in the pool. Gizmo shows a little bit of curiousity and the ducks immediately take wing.
With Gizmo on patrol, and urinating in what was probably their nesting area, we will neither have baby ducks in the pool this year (although I loved seeing them swimming near their mother) and nor will we wonder why nine baby ducks were alive one day and disappeared the next. Roadrunner birds and the coyotes around here can be vicious.
"In dog years, I'm dead." --Unknown