Last Duck Standing

(Sweetheart this morning)

A couple of weeks ago a stray dog came out of the woods and killed Malfoy. He was always the dominant of our two ducks and I like to think that he took the bullet in order to save Sweetheart. Larry and I flew down the steps and were outside within seconds but it was too late. Unfortunately that was the same week that a predator (we're guessing a raccoon or badger based on his scat) raided our pigeon coop twice making it an unusually bloody few days around here. Since then, we've predator proofed the pigeon's cote (even though all but 3 birds are so traumatized that they refuse to reenter it) and the mysterious dog hasn't been back.

(Malfoy & Sweetheart last spring)

Both Sweetheart and Malfoy were old ducks who came to live with us 3 years ago when their previous owner was going to put them down. I'm at peace with losing Malfoy; we gave him 3 years he wouldn't otherwise of had.

(Sweetheart, Moonbeam, & Kitara this morning)
And Sweetheart seems to be adjusting to his new role as our third goose.


R.I.P Malfoy