Feeding the ducks has been a relatively cheap exercise. It doesn't take much of my time, it is a pleasure rather than a chore, and bread (at least low quality bread) is remarkably cheap. The biggest cost has been the mess that the ducks make. While they are not as messy as some animals, they still leave a trail behind themselves.
My car has fresh deposits almost every day. My flatmate owns a trampoline, and it had become a favourite resting place for the ducks. The top of the trampoline is now more brown than black.
But the decision I've made is that the enjoyment I get from the messy ducks is worth the trouble they cause me.
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