When you lose an animal like a chicken or a duck- the general population doesnt really understand why you are so upset- after all, its just a duck, its just a chicken, so you (meaning us, the ones who have them as pets/companionship) migrate here, where we are among friends who understand our grief. Where we can cry and make statements that may not be politically correct, but our group knows we hurt, and that speaking rational may not be our first thoughts or what we are conveying at that moment.
Of course my dogs are predators. I know this. They also KNOW that I am upset with them- though they no longer know why I am upset.
Wolfwoman, of course the only one to blame is ME. I don't need help putting the guilt or the blame on myself. My dogs are secured when I am not here- obviously not enough. However, I am at a loss on how my little girl got out of two-actually three- barriers. And the two dogs that I found homes for, prey drive surpassed obedience- and even in my presence, basic commands were ignored. So they were rehomed.
Debi,
yes- this happened with chickens. Not ducks. and Not these two dogs. The two I rehomed. The weiner dog. She was the one who could find the smallest gap to squeeze into, she was driven by her desire to get in the pens/the brooders/cages/bedroom with kittens. The beagle- who would dig under any fence to get in- or at least let the weiner dog get in. I couldnt handle any more losses, and accidents were going to occur- too many people/kids in my home, and she only needed a tiny gap to fit through. I knew that I had to either keep her forever, and never have another small animal be it hamster, chick, kitten ever again- or find her another home. Because the birds and kittens bring me such pleasure and peace- an escape from my work day stress and the pain from personal issues, I chose to find her a home.
Again, I know dogs are dogs, etc etc, I know they need to be kept seperate (thought I had done that), I know that I am the only one to blame, that her life is over because of me, etc etc. I posted out of grief- because we are a group that understands- or should- that it hurts to lose something like a duckling. I look forward to Saturday and Sunday all week long, because those are the two days I have that I can sit outside all day long and be with my ducks and chickens. They are what I spend every evening with, after work, until the sun goes down. I posted because in order to get a handle on the hurt, sometimes it helps to share with others.