Friday, October 30, 2015

The headless duck...

... and no, that's not a typo.

As I was walking Savannah yesterday, along with JAS and her little Bella, Savannah saw something in the tall grass by the road behind our barn and I had to quickly pull her away from it because I didn't know what it was. There in the grass, it just looked like a black mound of something either immobile or dead, and I didn't want Savannah near it. So I pulled her away and JAS went into the grass to investigate. When she moved it over with her foot,  we could clearly see the feathers.

Neither one of us had seen ducks in our ponds recently, even now with the ponds being filled up after last weekend's deluge of rain. But just because we hadn't actually seen any ducks didn't mean that they weren't around. This particular duck was black with either blue or green feathers near his back. And the duck was also missing its head. Pulled clean off and nowhere near the rest of the body. So gross.

JAS said that it was most likely a raccoon... it went hunting, was able to catch the duck, and then pulled its head off to kill it (raccoons do the same thing with chickens). Why the raccoon chose to abandon its dinner was beyond us... the duck was a good size and it looked faintly "fresh" so there had to be a good reason why said raccoon became distracted from his dinner.

We just left the dead duck right where we found it. JAS told me that coyotes would come by to "take care of it in the middle of the night."

I repeat: So gross.

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