I am so upset.
Three days ago I had to make the call to move the boys to the garden to protect the girls. Pogo was beating up on little duck really badly during breeding. We were in the process of building a drake pen at my FIL's house but had a couple steps left before they could go in it. Figuring it would only be a few days we put them in our garden, it is not covered but it was that or risk them killing the girls. I figured the risk of a predator coming in under a week was low, we had had no issues so far and the muscovies often refused to come inside over night when we still had them. Wrong. We lost our beloved Pogo last night. I'm so mad at myself for putting him in the garden but I really didn't have a choice. We figure it was an owl, as Louie lost his mind at 4pm tonight when an owl started calling and he never reacted to it before. The pen was complete and they were going to move there today. Nothing makes you feel like a bad duck parent worse than having had to make an emergency decision to save your ducks only to have it backfire and lose one.