Paige, the runner duck who was egg bound last spring and hobbled around on a gimpy leg, is gone. She has been looking a bit ragged the last few days, so I made sure she got to eat ahead of the others and got treats of grapes and frozen peas. Tonight, I came out to do chores and she was dead in the shelter -- in nearly exactly the same place I found Claire last month.
She and Claire were buddies; they hung out together when the rest of the flock took off. I wonder if she was just tired of limping around and being left behind by herself with her pal gone. I miss her already.
She and Claire were buddies; they hung out together when the rest of the flock took off. I wonder if she was just tired of limping around and being left behind by herself with her pal gone. I miss her already.
So sorry
