What the Duck?
Our ducks disappeared this past week… into thin air. We fretted over what could have happened to them. There was not a single clue… not even a single feather. We really loved our ducks and really miss them. Our female duck gave us a beautiful egg almost every day.
Even our neighbors helped us out by going up and down the river looking for them in case they jumped in and couldn’t get back out (high banks). Our three ducks weren’t interested in going into our river. They would enjoy the view sometimes, but they would always wander back to the “safe area” where they loved to be. They had their own dreamy pond. The three ducks were Indian runners and couldn’t fly (at least, that’s what we thought they were). Shoot, they were too fat to go far and they just weren’t interested in leaving.
Two of the ducks disappeared at the same time. The third duck pined endlessly for them. It was sad. Then he disappeared about two days later, in the late morning. He was in front of our glass doors one minute and gone the next.
Our chickens are all safe, but they’re not talking. We think we’ve figured out the mystery though. It seems that a bobcat must have been the culprit. After talking to lots of people in our area, we’ve found out some pretty interesting things about these wild cats. They are cats and very stealth hunters. It would be very easy for a bobcat to scale our fence and snatch the ducks before they even knew what hit them. People have told us that a bobcat is such an amazing predator that there would be no clues left at all… like they disappeared into thin air. Bobcats have to eat too and I’m sure our ducks were a very easy catch. However, we’re not even positive it was a bobcat. It could have been aliens.
Our dogs had weaseled their way into our house and had been spending all day and all night inside for several days. We quickly realized that the dogs being inside allowed a predator into our yard. They were promptly put back on guard duty. Lesson learned.
So, the journey with our three ducks has come to an end. We wanted to rush out and replace them with some new baby ducks, but we couldn’t make ourselves do it. Grayson and I are thinking about looking for a female African goose to raise. We’ve heard they make wonderful pets.
On the bright side, our two baby Nigerian dwarf goats are safe. They were boarding at a friend’s house. Since the debacle with our ducks, we’ve built a miniature Fort Knox for our goats. We are thankful we learned our lesson with the ducks and not the baby goats.
Our bossy, broody, bantam chicken is still laying on the two duck eggs. It would be so cool if they actually hatch. We can see little black feathers through the egg-shell. I guess we’ll have to wait and see. Click here to check out a great blog about a hen that successfully hatches some beautiful baby ducks!
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