When I woke up, everything was snow-dusted and frozen. And it was eerily quiet. As we headed out to the barn around 7:00 a.m. to feed the animals, we discovered two ducks and one "franken-chicken" along the way. Unfortunately, their heads were missing. And they were dead, of course.
What kind of demonic cult weirdo would do such a thing, you might ask? Halloween is over people!
I can't say for sure, but through a little deductive "predator logic," and some reading (here) my guess is that it may have been a Weasel.
I'm hoping this was a one-hit-wonder, and that it won't be back. Or that Louie just might wake up next time and protect something (guard dog, he is clearly not).
Some signs of a weasel attack: "In poultry houses, weasels often kill many birds, eating only the heads..."
"Birds bitten around the rear end with their intestines pulled out indicate a weasel or one of its relatives..."
Classy little animals, aren't they?
