Friday, June 13, 2008

What's Going On

Missing Mallory

The title describes the happening:our Mallord duck, Mallory, dissapeared some day last week. We found feathers (that looked like hers) around the duck pen. She wasn't with "the gang", which was extremely rare. But we'd seen her that morning. Later in the afternoon, my sister ran in, Mallory in her arms. "I found Mallory, but she's chewed up bad!" she exclaimed. She told me that she'd been out walking around and had seen the duck limping behind the house. We stuck her in the tub and washed her off. Then we let her go back to her buds outside, after a thorough look-over. We were glad that she was back. But, unfortunatelly, the happiness was short lived. Tuesday, she'd dissapeared again. We searched all around our house, through the field, down by the creek. No sign. So, here's in memory of Mallory, one pretty Mallord duck:

A Good Old Girl
Last week we found one of our first chickens, Maria the Rhode Island Red, dead in the chicken coop. She was one of the eight original girls that we had left. I don't know what made her die, maybe just old age. But that's life. May she rest in peace.

All of the chicks are getting big, and I mean BIG! We put Athena, the Cornish setting hen, with the rest of the chickens. As for Butterscotch and her two Silkie chicks, I put them with the younger chicks. She's pretty much adopted them all! One night I went out to put them up, and she was sitting on a stump with her little fluffies under her. How they got up there, I don't know! But it sure was cute!!!


1 comment:

Don said...

Poor Mallory! I assume she fell victim to your roving neighborhood dogs? It was probably shcoking to see your RI hen lying on the floor. It sounds like you are taking things in stride! I know I have days like that ahead, but what can you do?

Good job!