Our ducks are not too bright, which you are likely aware as I have lamented about this many times before. But still, I am struck by their dedication to the water. Even when the outside temperature falls into the single digits (or below), they still go for their morning swim. And when they jump out of the water trough (eventually the hens push them out so they can drink the water), they sport icicles all over their body.

Clearly I can't image having ice hanging off my body, particularly my mouth, worth this daily ritual during the winter.

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