This is where I am before getting the Hotel ready for the day and unlocking doors etc. The ducks need feeding, the rabbits take no notice of the ducks and ducklings running like mad to the back door as soon as they notice me in the kitchen. If I should call them, well, there is such a stampede. They can't get enough of the bread. Bill sometimes has to make loaves especially for the ducks, if there is no left over toast from the Restaurant. We also buy barley from a local farm, and bird seed which is the ducks favourite, their sweeties, and although they are wild ducks I can get them to eat from my hand.