went out after my post this a.m. and couldnt find my crippled black duck. She wasnt quacking- as she always does- bad sign.
I couldnt find a stray feather anywhere....hm.
Knew she was dead. No way she was anywhere- she didnt go far, ever, having only her 'knees' to walk on. Finally located a single black feather among all the loose goose feathers in my backyard. Went diagonal from there- right over the fence in the vacant yard behind us, the grass was trampled down. When I looked, found a pile of black feathers and her foot.
Carcass not far from there.
Whatever did it ate everything but her skeleton, feathers and one wing. My husband has been taking practice shots with his gun- from my deck- since then. We will be ready when whatever it is, comes back to what it thinks is a buffet. Next victim? I suspect would be my broken winged duck.
Weird, because I never heard a sound last night. I did wake up at 2 a.m. and stayed up for a while. Now I wonder if her quacking twenty feet from my bedroom is what woke me up. I don't recall hearing her. OR THE GEESE. They normally sound off if there is anything amiss.
I have done plenty of wildlife rehab, and normally I would never ever tell my husband to kill anything. ever. But if we dont kill this, it will pick me off one by one until I have nothing. Does anything hunt/kill geese? I am in the suburbs. This was probably a big raccoon. No coyotes would come in my fenced yard. This thing has to know I have two huge dogs- that come in at night.
Poor Tyra.