What a week that was!
Last weekend i spent as much time outside as i possible to deter any predator from attacking the dux - and to plant plants into my new Cucurbitaceae field as i could. I also tried to fix up my racoon trap as best as possible, baited it with chunky peanut butter and installed it near the duck-house. Caught nothing over the weekend…
Then on Monday afternoon i discovered that one of my breeding ducks was gone! The white duck, sitting together with her brown sister on the nest at the duck-house door had disappeared without a trace!
One of my colleagues brought me one of his traps on Monday, so at that evening i sat up two baited traps in the vicinity of the duck house.
Tuesday morning - nothing…
Tuesday afternoon my wife texted me, she had just rescued the other breeding duck from that nest out of the snout of a masked bandit! After rushing home, i found Darkbill Duck bleeding from her neck but sitting back on her nest, defending it viciously.
That evening i baited my two traps with sardines, so stinky that even my dux-poop hardened stomach gagged and Wednesday morning Junior scumbag was in the trap! Disposed him, set the trap back, checked on the breeding ducks, closed the door to the duck-house for the day (they have food and water in the run) and arrived late at work.
Thursday morning found Big Momma in the trap - i heard her growling from the patio…
And finally on Friday morning the family was re-united in hell as Big Daddy became a victim of his own greed…
Both traps are still baited and set, so far the last two mornings they remained empty.
Last weekend i spent as much time outside as i possible to deter any predator from attacking the dux - and to plant plants into my new Cucurbitaceae field as i could. I also tried to fix up my racoon trap as best as possible, baited it with chunky peanut butter and installed it near the duck-house. Caught nothing over the weekend…
Then on Monday afternoon i discovered that one of my breeding ducks was gone! The white duck, sitting together with her brown sister on the nest at the duck-house door had disappeared without a trace!
One of my colleagues brought me one of his traps on Monday, so at that evening i sat up two baited traps in the vicinity of the duck house.
Tuesday morning - nothing…
Tuesday afternoon my wife texted me, she had just rescued the other breeding duck from that nest out of the snout of a masked bandit! After rushing home, i found Darkbill Duck bleeding from her neck but sitting back on her nest, defending it viciously.
That evening i baited my two traps with sardines, so stinky that even my dux-poop hardened stomach gagged and Wednesday morning Junior scumbag was in the trap! Disposed him, set the trap back, checked on the breeding ducks, closed the door to the duck-house for the day (they have food and water in the run) and arrived late at work.
Thursday morning found Big Momma in the trap - i heard her growling from the patio…
And finally on Friday morning the family was re-united in hell as Big Daddy became a victim of his own greed…
Both traps are still baited and set, so far the last two mornings they remained empty.
