They quack me up. We used to have a group of 7 or 8 that would travel to our house from a nearby pond to feast. One looked like he was half mallard and half Muscovy? He was a little crazy so we called him Howlin' Mad Murduck.
We get thousands of them, this time of year and again in spring, on their way from some place to another, they settle in the field across the way for the night, before assembling again in huge cackling v shaped clouds and moving on.