
I’m devastated
I lost two of my three innocent Welshies to a scruffy bobcat in the middle of the day! I caught the bastard in the act and was able to save one of my little friends, but he had already killed my girl and mortally wounded one of the boys.
I’ve had bobcats and raccoons visit at night and my ducks were always secure, but this desperate predator came in the middle of the day and cornered them in their kennel. They were always secured after dark and allowed to forage in the backyard during the day.
The bastard kept coming back all afternoon until I got it with a direct hit of pepper gel spray. When I brought the poor casualties to the humane society, who accept dead animals, I offended them by saying I regretted not being able to bring them a dead bobcat as well. Too bad, it’s how a felt and still feel about it!
My remaining friend has been staying inside the house the last couple of days with supervised foraging (thanks to kids home for the summer) during the day. I’ve shored up the kennel just in case, and I guess from now on, foraging will only be a supervised activity.