I just thought I’d share a funny little moment in our lives. For the last week or two, a stray duck has found his (or her) way to the pond at the farm. He is not intimidated by us or the riding mower at all, so we tend to believe that he has wandered from another farm. This duck has somehow been dubbed “Luke Duckwalker” so I will refer to him as Luke from now on.
Yesterday, we took our dog Sadie (a Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever) to the farm with us. It was her first time meeting Luke. We weren’t sure what to expect. I mean, her instinct is to retrieve ducks and to aid in hunting.
We watched as Sadie ran to the pond for her traditional dip. At first, she didn’t seem to notice Luke. That is, until Luke started paddling towards her. Sadie’s ears went up and she cocked her head at this new addition. She got out of the pond, sat at the edge and watched Luke as he swam back and forth. Then…back in the pond she went.
Well, our worst fears did NOT come true. Before you know it, our retriever and our stray duck were swimming side by side. If Sadie turned, Luke turned and vice versa. They swam like that for at least 20 minutes or so and as Sadie came out of the pond to join her human family in the walk back to the house, Luke just stared at her as if to say “hey, where are you going?”.
Sadie is 13 years old. She has never been hunting. The closest she’s been is chasing the neighborhood cats and looking for mice in the garden. After her meeting with Luke, I think it’s safe to say she’s lost her instinct.