Hello, duck

...as they say round here.

I don't know who he is, how he got here, or who he belongs to.

When I got home from collecting Furbie, he was just by the side gate and he headed into the garden. Later I saw him under the bird table, tidying up the sunflower hearts. He doesn't seem to be hurt. He scuttled away but not very far.

I know nothing about duck keeping. I put out a bowl of water.

Luckily, the guy who mows my grass used to keep ducks. He says he's all right, and may just go away of his own accord. I suggested he give him a good home.  He's just mowing the main grass and thinking about it. I'm seeing a friend who knows about ducks later in the week and she can give me some advice (and maybe take in this cute little stray.)