This is one of the reasons I feel good about always having a camera handy. I thought at first when I arrived at home this afternoon that the neighbors had a new weather vane, but nobody on our street has weather vanes; so, it must be a Black-bellied Whistling Duck.
This fine feather duck sat on the rooftop next door for about twenty minutes watching me unload the truck and shuffle in and out of the house and garage. I scattered some grain in the backyard hoping to coax it down to no avail. It stayed perched, standing at times on one leg, and whistled. Not just a little or every now and again, but continuously. Ultimately, another whistling duck flew over and off they went.
JRT
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