RoastedDuckSunday we had a coyote attack on our ducks, after going all summer without losing any. Usually a coyote will just take one duck and make off with it. But this time, it was a major fray, in the middle of the day. We had fourteen ducks, and I think this little doggy managed to bite every single one of them! It was either a group of coyotes (though Kirk only saw one streak across the driveway when he went outside) or a young pup that got carried away with enthusiasm and unskilled efforts at dispatching birds!

Three ducks are outright missing (sewn-up duck is one of them, I am sad!). I found two freshly dead, and another died later from apparent internal injuries. So, we are down to eight from fourteen, in one incident! Ouch! I’m not certain we have a boy left in the group either, uh oh!

The two freshly killed ones I decided we could eat, they were still warm when we found them, and I had time, so I butchered them up! A hillbilly would never let a coyote’s leftovers go to waste, after all! 😉

But they weren’t bled out as ideally as they would have been if we slaughtered them in human fashion. I wasn’t sure how this would work out. Books always warn to bleed them out thoroughly, but don’t explain what happens if you don’t. So, we endeavored to find out.

It seemed to just render tough meat, and some aesthetically displeasing bruised spots; which I imagine would be worse-looking on light chicken meat, but weren’t terrible on dark duck meat. (Well, they also had some tooth marks and surrounding injury- but we worked around those!) So, not something you’d want to serve to guests, but a salvageable private meal for two! We roasted them for Monday night’s dinner, and today have soup simmering on the stove. It smells wonderful! Just in time for the blustery fall weather we are having!


The most interesting thing was the mature hen’s egg tract-I’m always fascinated to see these when butchering out. She had a fully formed egg at the end, almost ready to lay; and then this cluster of egg yolks in various stages of production.

The remaining eight ducks are a little subdued, hanging out near the safety of the house, nursing their wounds and de-stressing. Many of them look bloody and bedraggled; you can see an injured wing hanging down on the black and white one! But, they all seem like they are on the mend- ducks are tough after all!