My daughters found an orphaned baby mallard duck a few weeks ago when they were boating with their dad. I had to keep it for a week while their dad was out of town. We estimated that it was about a day old when they found it and it must have been the runt. It’s adorable and thankfully it’s going to be staying with their dad.
I was the kid that always brought home strays too. Even when they weren’t strays. All my neighbors knew that when their pet went missing to come look at my house for it. I’d always try to hide it too. It’s pretty cool kinda reliving that now with my own kids. Only now, I know what it’s like to be tied down with a pet and would rather not be bothered with it.