Something to write about, finally

As I sat here this morning reading email and sipping coffee, I noticed something odd outside -- a couple of ducks were watching something intently, one or two were jumping up but not really running, and one was making a long, drawn out QUUUUAAAAACK sound. Normally the ducks would be running towards the coop for safety if there were a predator about. So I didn't feel like there was anything wrong, but I checked anyway.

Lo and behold, I stumbled upon a duck with a bobcat latched onto its throat. The other ducks were not all that far away, watching, appearing to be saying, "Sucks to be you" to the doomed duck.

I yelled out a "HEY!", and the bobcat released the duck and jumped away... but not very far away, maybe ten feet at best. That was one brave bobcat, or maybe just a hungry one. I spotted it lingering at the edge of the brush 15 minutes later.

One last note. The Rouen that was attacked happens to be the very same that was nearly killed by a coyote a few months back. The same Rouen that's owned by my neighbor, not me. That's one lucky duck!