This is Chuck. He is a Chucken. Well, actually he is a Muscovy Duck. Sort of the pigeon of the duck world. Considered ugly, no one wants them around, but the world would be lessened without them. Apparently tasty, if you’re into that sort of thing. It’s hard to get past his ugly face, but if you do you will see some of the prettiest feathers. They look black, but when the light hits them they shimmer with blues and greens. And since I noticed and talked to them, they hung out under the picnic table at my cabin. Sweet things. Nice neighbors, quiet. Not like the swans. One mated pair and then this extra guy. Chuck.
Why chucken? He looks like a cross between a chicken and a duck. Hence, chucken. He seemed to like it.