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Originally Posted by speckled wood A memory I have is of standing by a wall at Chalford in Gloucestershire and of a female mallard flying up from a nearby pool. I offered her some crumbs but she was not interested, she simply wanted to be stroked and petted and got quite upset when I eventually made leave and walked away. |
How surpising for a wild bird. I wonder if she was hand raised? Though sometimes I think wild animals can be as curious about us as we are of them. What treat to get so close
