This morning my cousins wake me up, and tell me all our chickens are dead. I didn't believe them, and went back to sleep then my grandpa told me the same thing. I get up, and get dressed, and right outside the back is one of our ducks, bloodied, and in pain. We walk up to the chicken coup, and find that we only have 2 black, and one duck. We originally had 3 black, 3 red, and 2 ducks. We went out into the desert to look for survivors, but found nothing.
The only thing i worry about is telling my 3 year old sister that one of her ducks is dead.
Discuss losing pets to wild life
