You might remember I had my rooster, Rodney, attacked by the ducks, and he lost all his neck feathers. Well Rodney is doing well, but any doubt I had about the ducks being the culprit has been vanquished.
I came home three days ago to find one of my chickens had been attacked. I didn’t expect her to make it through the night, but she did.
I don’t know how she’s hanging in there, but she is. Her comb is gone. Her feathers are gone. Her skin is gone. Along with the head, she has a leg that was injured. Poor baby.
I have her on pain killers and am helping her drink and feeding her egg yolk through a syringe. I don’t know if she’s going to make it or not, but the ducks are leaving my farm in the morning. They are going to my sister’s farm where they will have a larger space and more ducks. Hopefully, they won’t attack her chickens.