Friday, November 24, 2017

the dried weasel



I found the dried, hollow carcass of a dead weasel in the barn this week.  Fierce predators and bad news in a chicken coop,  this little guy didn't look injured - more like he laid down and died.  I've never seen one at the farm before and have never lost a chicken to one.  Last year my sickly little lop rabbit Trevor was killed overnight, and my guess is this weasel was the killer.  Trevor was unwell and quite helpless, and would have been easy prey for the weasel. His mouth is tiny, maybe a 1/4" inch wide, but it looks like the mini-mouth within the mouth in the Alien monster. 



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