Ah. Yeah, I can understand that better. Hard to feel it, myself -- throwing things at local wildlife was something only arguably superseded by just plain shooting the things, where I grew up, and in the case of certain subsets (the aggressive poisonous snakes, ferex, may all cottonmouths drown in a ditch) of 'em were honestly desirable from the human perspective -- but I can definitely understand it, especially from a city-dweller's perspective where the critters are more akin to nice lawn ornaments than violently annoying and/or destructive and/or deadly pests. Mind, I'm also a lot more live and let live in regards to animals than I was when I was younger, but there's still plenty of antipathy left over for a lot of 'em.
I'm cool with turtles, though. They would get brick return fire in their defense. Not the ducks, though. Ducks are gigantic jackwads. Pretty sure swan are, too. Most waterfowl, really. Often pretty, but kinda' terrible to have around, except for the cooking and eating. Not quite in my chicken category* of animal morality, but not far from it.
*Anything goes, screw the bastards first. This is reserved for exceptionally amoral monsters that will happily eat people. Particularly impressive since most animals have no concept of morality. Chickens are just that much of a set of bastards. Were they not so delicious, I would spend the remainder of my life driving them to extinction. I don't hate chickens, I just recognize that their continued existence is a threat to my own and treat them appropriately given that diplomacy is impossible and they know only hunger and hate.