Ok, from the start I’ve been the crazy duck lady with tons of ducks, and at one point, got up to 50 at one time. I now have 43 and love them to death. The problem is, my nieve side, (all of me) has gotten the better of me, it seems. When we started this farm, I was under the frame of mind that it would be peace, love and harmony. No one would die. We would take in animals, etc. I have grown up since then and it has hurt. I have too many drakes. Out of 43 ducks, 22 are drakes. I know, it’s terrible. It hasn’t been bad, until now, and now it is. Within three weeks, three of my favorite ducks have been hurt. This can’t happen. This reality has been facing me for weeks, I just did not want to face it, because, I really hoped I could keep all my over-eaters! I am going to reach out to a woman in our town who has a lot of ducks also, but I don’t think she has the winter set up, for this many more. But, even if she could take a few. I’m going to put a few ads on our local internet livestock listing, which, is sadly, where I found many of these homeless guys. my least favorite option, but one, as a farmer, I suppose I need to, very sadly, sometimes allow/face/ come to terms with? Some of my family members would like to eat some. Obviously I have always said NO! But, if I place these drakes in the middle of winter at homes, they will most likely be Christmas dinner. So, in some weird way, maybe it’s better to have my Dad benefit from the duck I raised? This is all so hard. My supportive hubby and I discuss this a ton. He never pushed to downsize, other than the call ducks due to constant noise.. But, we have discussed how it’s getting dangerous for the ones who are so dear to me. But, it is so messed up that I have to choose? These are tough decisions for someone who views life with rose-colored-glasses, and that there is good everywhere if you just look.