It's a sad little tale about a duck, named "Salt". He was a Peking Drake and the leader of the duck pack, until the day the predator arrived. The predator, an unknown and vicious beast, attacked at night. It ate "Pepper" the Swedish Runner Drake and a Mallard Drake, but before it could take off with "Salt" the dog chased the predator away. "Salt", however, was injured. After a week, he still had a lame leg, and the other Mallard Drakes were beating him up(he was easy prey). The Wife asked the Farmer's Daughter to do the job...to butcher him. Before the other drakes kill him, best we eat him. The Farmer's Daughter was just fine with this, it had been in her mind as well. She picked up "Salt" and took him down to the barn. While she was down there draining the blood, the Wife set up a butcher table on the outside patio. We don't de-feather ducks, we just skin them. So, all that was required was a table and some sharp knives. A few minutes later the Farmer's Daughter came up to the patio swinging the limp white duck. The Pied Piper of the Farm-boy Trio saw this and began to sing his song, "Salt's dead, the Farmer's Daughter is a murderer!" The other young children chimed in...there were tears and moans, white feather's flying everywhere, and wails of young children. Finally, the young children were settled down, the Pied Piper spoken to about EVER starting a revolt like that again, and the healing began. "Let's write down in our journal what we did today.", said the Wife. The children wrote the following:
We loved "Salt" the Duck.
He is dead.
We will eat him with sauce.
It would be worth the notation, that the young children never paid attention to "Salt". More than anything the big Peking Drake was mean and they stayed away from him. But when one Pied Piper in the group can rally anyone to follow him, they will chant and follow almost any cause. Also worth notation, farming is about sustainability. We raise animals and eat animals, this is a way of life. There are no emotional scars.
The Duck that was once "Salt" is in the freezer. Honorable Son No.1 plans to be here for dinner when we serve him, it's one of our favorite meals.
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