Lovely weather for ducks

We took Ben to Kirstenbosch - a stunning warm winters day - and now that he is crawling, he chases stuff. Above you can see him checking out a duck and then going scrambling after a guinea fowl. The birds still have a bit of speed on the little guy but it won't be long before he comes back to the picnic blanket with a fist full of feathers.

But there was something that weirded me out about the day. The ducks are real tame, the 'come up and eat out of your hand' type. But while one of the ducks was waiting for me to toss him some muffin . . .he drooled! A dead set stream of saliva bungee-ed from his open beak! I've never seen a duck drool before. Have you? A little to anthropomorphic for my liking.

Scott