My daughter has been lobbying for a call duck for almost a year now. For the uninitiated, a call duck is like a bantam chicken. Once Olivia and Elliot arrived, my general arguments against ducks melted away, and so we marked our calendars for the Spring Poultry Swap.
Today we got up at the crack of dawn, drove through the country fog to the Schaghticoke (sca-ti-coke) Fairgrounds and attended the swap. What started as a tailgate sale for poultry enthusiasts years ago has become a sort of farmer's flea market with animals of all sorts and a lotta other junk thrown in.
We saw beautiful and rare pigeons:
We saw beautiful and rare pheasants:
And we saw plenty of sub-standard chickens (who didn't warrant a picture). Which is kind of sad, really. Not to be a chicken snob or anything, but the majority of the public do not know much about poultry standards, and I really hate it when breeders pass off sub-standard stock to unsuspecting customers just to make a buck. If we want to encourage more people to raise chickens, and want to interest some in showing, we should be promoting heritage breeds, good stock, and educating the public as we go. Instead, there are a lot of people out there selling crap. (OK, off the soapbox now...)
We finally saw these call ducks:
So, we looked at all the neat poultry supplies, including these nice cages:
....till we finally found what we came for:
Apparently, a cute Mini Rex is awfully close to a Call duck. Who knew?