In the long list of predators I have often written here, I think I have always included domestic dogs and cats. For good reason. Some really really big puppies (about six or seven months old, probably 80 pounds each) slipped away from their home as they went after a hawk. Well, being puppies, of course they didn't know they could not catch a hawk up in the air. But their chase landed them right in front of my place, where they discovered the ducks. Thank the Lord, the ducks were in the Day Pen. I was inside, had just taken off my work boots, when I heard a commotion. At first I thought it was some duck-to-duck kerfuffle. But something wasn't right. Looking out the window, I saw the two dogs trying to find a way in to the pen. The ducks were trying to stay as far away from the dogs as they could (which was about eight to fifteen feet, thanks to the size of the pen). The owner was in hot pursuit, and in a very few minutes we had the dogs tied to my deck post away from the pen. Things settled down. The ducks seem unharmed, I will keep an eye out for sprains or other post-traumatic hurts. Happens in a flash. Out of nowhere. Otherwise fine dogs from a good family, just one or two mistakes and blam! So aside from some raised blood pressure all around, I think we are okay. We celebrated with some peas.