Ahh a not-so-peaceful day on the farm. We've had some snow and grey cloudy weather lately but today was bright and sunny and the ducks were out-and-about having a grand time quacking and showing off right at the back door. They like that spot probably because it's out of the wind and because it's near the kitty's food bowl - my free range ducks would rather live on cat food if given the choice.
We often come out the door to be greeted by their quacking and honking and strange bobbing heads. I don't think I'll ever get tired of having animals in my life. Today I went to the door to call the dog back in and was greeted by 7 ducks and 2 cats...I waited a long time for those moments! The chickens have no interest in coming out that far from the barn in the winter. They hang out with the sheep and the donkey roosting in the eaves of the barn and happily pecking and scratching in the spilled hay.
Today we had some excitement however. I was in the kitchen looking through some books I had ordered when I heard some unusally loud quacking so I rushed to the window to see a FOX - right at the back door! I threw the books as I ran out in my socks screaming to scare him away. I didn't even see him when I got outside and it was only two steps. One of the Three Stooges trio of ducks - a female rouen (from a two rouen and a crested white duck family) was quacking loudly and huddled terrified in the corner. There were no other ducks around - verrry unusual since they all stick together like glue. I carried the frightened duck into the barn while the boys checked around the house for the fox. What they found was poor little Lady Gaga - laying in the grass bloodied. It seems Mr. Fox had grabbed her in his jaws but dropped her when Crazy-Screaming-Momma came running out of the house. Poor little duckie. She was bleeding and not walking very well when I put her in her pen for the night. I give her 50/50. She had blood on her feet - which you can see in the picture are webbed with some wicked claws - so I know she got some blows of her own in. Go Lady Gaga!
I used to like foxes. On the rare occasion I would get a glimpse of one on the road it made my day. How wonderful to see wildlife. It all changed when I saw the first Mr. Fox eating one of my chickens last summer. Ah - the other side of the coin.
Well - once again everyone is safe and sound in their pens but maybe tomorrow they will stay in for the day just to throw Mr. Fox off the hunt.
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Poor little duckie and the mean old fox
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