We found our poor wild duck dead today.
|Pretty Mrs Duck sitting by the bluebells|
We thought she might be poorly as she normally comes over and feeds when we go outside, but she had not left her nest for a couple of days. We put water and food next to her, but she didn't seem interested.
This morning we saw her up and about under the apple trees so thought she might be better. Then sadly at lunchtime we looked out of the window and saw she was dead.
We were unsure what to do with the nest (partly as it is illegal to move eggs). We had a look at the eggs and I don't think any were viable (we shone a torch through them and there was no sign of life) I think they might have got cold early on when she first got poorly.
Part of me wanted to try and save the eggs, but it is not for me to do. This is part of nature.
The children were ever so sad and were struggling with the concept of death.
A sad day in our little garden.