Duckling Adventure #1

It was a normal evening in Adventureland. The smell of the Bengal Barbecue permeated the air, you could hear the faint cracks of pistol fire from the Jungle Cruise, Indiana Jones was broken down again, and Tarzan's Treehouse continued to blast the infernal Tarzan Medley. I was continuing my normal patrol of the area after a break, when I saw a large clump of people in the distance huddled around a fellow Custodial Cast Member. I was interested to see what was up, so I swiftly swept my way over to him.

It was Martin, and he was escorting five baby ducklings to where ever they were headed. He was also severely outnumbered. One cast member with five ducklings against all of Adventureland? I don't think so. I jumped into action with my dust pan and my broom, tapping the little birds gently on the behind to get them moving. My lead, Rosalinda, showed up to help and so did a Security cast member, and together we corralled them against the rocks by the Indiana Jones Fast-Pass Distribution. Martin had to continue his rotation in the Restrooms, and Rosalinda left to get a box for the ducklings, leaving me and the Security cast member to keep these five energetic little fluff balls in one spot. Rosalinda made it back with a box, and I swept them up into their new transport.

Unfortunately, I don't know what happened to the ducks after this. Horticulture was called because Circle D (the animal experts at Disneyland) don't take them anymore. That means they probably died. They were found without their mother, and they were handled by the guests. That means that the Mom duck would have most likely rejected them. When we encounter ducklings, we do our best to keep the guest from touching them to avoid that outcome. If Horticulture didn't kill them, then any of the many predatory creatures at Disneyland would of. Tigger, the friendly cat that lives by Small World, has been found many times feasting on baby foie gras.