It has been along, tiring journey of chasing down insolent Indian Runner Ducks, hopping plants, sliding in mud, and generally being frustrated about the ducks' resistance to walking the ramp up into the duck house. Part of what made this journey so frustrating was that the ducks began to gather beneath the duck house after only a few days of living in it, which to me said they obviously understand that they knew where they were supposed to go for bed time, but did not understand how to "get upstairs". They'd look up at the place where they were supposed to be with adorable confusion on their faces and when I'd come outside around sunset to help them get to the top, they'd run away and come back as long as I wasn't nearby. ðŸ˜ðŸ˜ðŸ˜ðŸ˜ðŸ˜