However they chose to remain inside, so I closed the door and returned to bed.
A little while later the dogs began woofing again, but this time louder. Again they didn’t want to go outside, so I decided to have a look around myself.
That’s when I saw the mother duck and her ducklings standing near the back door.
We live near a creek, and somehow they’d wandered up through a park, across the road and managed to find a way into our back yard. I don’t know how they got in, but clearly they were having trouble finding their way out again.
They seemed unafraid, and followed me as I moved towards the side gate. I opened it and they (gratefully I thought) waddled off in the general direction of the creek.
The dogs relaxed. They had performed their duty, alerted the master, and at no time felt a need to leave their bed.