One managed to squeeze into the duck run and attack a duck. Duck’s alive and eating, but legs are all messed up. Hopefully they’ll be back to working soon. Possum took a lot of .22 to the torso and head. It’s good and dead, which is good.
A lazy possum got tired of fighting the cats for their cat food and went after our two free ranging chickens who sleep in a coop with a busted latch. One chicken ran away to live to chicken it up another day. The other did not. The possum received a bite of chicken and two bullets from my husband, probably not quite the meal before a long rest it was hoping for.
So one chicken is alive somewhere in the trees and the other is dead, along with the predator that came after it. We have the darnedest ill luck with poultry in winter.
No pictures, and I think that’s for the best. The sheep are doing all right though. They like the mild winter.