Cairina moschata, Our Muscovy Duck, The Senator!
This morning was especially sad for me. ‘The Senator’ passed as quietly as he lived. He is now buried close to the weeping Cherry Tree facing my Nook. It seemed proper to do this as he would waddle ever so quietly in the front of the house , then look up to see if I saw him. Then for the past two years he would slowly saunter to the Creek edge, as he continued to look for his mate. She passed about two years ago.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My Sweetie tried to get more Muscovies ducklings this spring, but the order never came through. Just the other day he said he was going to get JUST Muscovies for me this Spring.
Most of the people in my family called them ugly. They were always quiet, as a matter of fact, they are about the quietest duck there is. The other wild ducks are the noisemakers. The Muscovies do not hurt any thing or any one.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ With sadness in my heart, I was relieved that I found him before his body grew cold. I wrapped him in an old green fleece jacket. There were no marks upon his body, so at least he was saved from a torturous death from a fox or worse.
He died of old age and the loneliness for his mate, which he never forgot.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Here is a site *** that I have ALWAYS liked telling about the wonders of this breed of duck. Re Visiting it is easing my heartache, as well as knowing in the spring, we hopefully will have new Muscovies.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My sentimental side is showing. Do not be sad because he led a good life, and I know where he is. I just felt it proper to acknowledge his life with us.
**********The site I mentioned plus****************