Little Duck is the last of three. It is rare for a Khaki Campbell to sit and hatch eggs, butt his one did and had three beautiful babies. One drowned in an inch of water the day it was hatched. The second disappeared and this one seems to have suddenly dysfunctional legs. It cannot move, except in water. It does paddle itself around a little, but I do not leave it unattended for longer than a few minutes because young ducks fatigue easily and if they cannot get out of the water they drown and die. I suspect the Maremma puppies were bored one morning and ate the other baby and somehow injured this one. I do no know what his prognosis will be since he cannot move on the ground. I have been giving him food and water several times a day and repositioning him, but he does not make any effort to move on his own. His mom, ever faithful, has not left his side and squawks frantically when I approach him to keep me away. If he does not manage to become mobile his fate will not be good. Poor little ducky.
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