As happens with arguments that start in bars, the men hauled their ducks to a farm pond and raced.

All that great blanket of ducks uncovered the pond with one motion.

Cranes, ducks, and geese filled every pond, the voice of spring in their brazen throats.

Of these six ducks, four were brown pintails (Dafila spinicauda) and two were Chiloe widgeon (Mareca sibilatrix).

Gun I had not, nor ammunition; but I could have counted grouse by the thousand, ducks by hundreds, and golden plover by tens!

On many farms the breeding flock of ducks is fed on the same ration which is given the farm fowls.