Hello my dear duck friends. Since the dog is no more, the fox has been getting closer and closer. The other day my partner saw it in the pen. I was being extra careful and having issues with my favourite call, Leelu who is a wanderer. Just about every day I was crying thinking she was a goner then she would appear, squeaking away at me. Yesterday I was sick, I have a tooth and sinus infection, my partner was out and my favourite call drake disappeared. So today I went fox hunting. I followed his trail but by the time I found the den it was too late (I'm supposed to work tonight) and I figured he'd keep another day. When I returned he was in the pen just randomly and mindlessly slaughtering everyone. Old chook Gertrude put up a hell of a fight. Beautiful big Syanne was dead. Mother and daughter, Leelu and Stormy, injured. Big girl Varia injured, my beautiful Muscovy, injured. We rushed them to the vet and my precious, unbelievably beautiful Leelu died on the way. Stormy looks to only have an injured leg, she is very tiny. Varia is a big pekin cross she has multiple puncture wounds and an injured leg, Regina, my scovy, can walk but was grabbed around the neck. My laundry is packed now, 8 ducklings and 3 in sick bay. I wanted to go straight up and smash the den in but my partner wants me to leave it quiet so we can set a trap. I'm so devastated over the loss of my Leelu. I went around all her hiding spots and found all the teeny tiny eggs I could I have no idea if they are live but I've set them in the incubator.