So I was out hitting a few golf balls on the back lawn about half an hour ago ..... and noticed a male & female mallard off in the tall grass to the side. No big deal, they've been around since late winter & have seen them quite a few times before.
I just get in the house, turn on the hockey game & whack, the south wall of the house sounds like it got smacked by a mack truck. So I go outside & take a look around. Nothing. I go around the side of the house & this big hawk takes off, red-tailed or goshawk couldn't tell. Then I hear a fluttering underneath the cedar hedge.
There's Mr. Mallard on his death bed with a broken neck. He must have flown into the side of the house trying to get away from the bird of prey.
Not a duck hunter at all, but I'm guessing I should dress him up!? - just stuck him in the fridge for the night - what's Spring mallard in a orange sauce taste like?
I just get in the house, turn on the hockey game & whack, the south wall of the house sounds like it got smacked by a mack truck. So I go outside & take a look around. Nothing. I go around the side of the house & this big hawk takes off, red-tailed or goshawk couldn't tell. Then I hear a fluttering underneath the cedar hedge.
There's Mr. Mallard on his death bed with a broken neck. He must have flown into the side of the house trying to get away from the bird of prey.
Not a duck hunter at all, but I'm guessing I should dress him up!? - just stuck him in the fridge for the night - what's Spring mallard in a orange sauce taste like?
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