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Quandry
So, middle son (Nature Boy) finds a blown-down woodduck house in the woods, with eggs scattered all over the ground. He picks them up, brings them home, rigs up a warmer, and, one week later, the damn things all hatch.
Five days later, they all follow him around his room in a group, cheeping madly and trying to crawl up his pants leg. If he sits on the ground, they all hop onto his lap and settle in contentedly and sort of quietly do a bird-purr. He has named them all, and I think they respond to their own names.
My cursory research with my field guide tells me that these are baby loons. With the combined penalties from the Migratory Waterfowl Protection Act, and the Minnesota State Bird Designation Act, I'm thinking this is good for about a $5,000 fine.
This can't turn out well.
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