Duck comes to my door for help...I removed the ice and got her food， but...After only a few bites she ran back to the door...She demanded to go back out， I followed...She led me to her nest covered in snow...If they were to survive I had to act quick...I grabbed an incubator from the garage...She stayed by their side for weeks， until...They spent the rest of winter in my home...As they grew so did my love for them...I dreaded the idea of them leaving in spring...So I built a pond in hopes they'd stay close...They patiently watched as if they knew it was for them...Now when I'm having a bad day， I visit my best friends.