Despite mysteriously losing 5 chickens and noticing the neighbours peacocks were strangely quiet, it took the loss of Pondy, our White Gander, to realise that we had a fox around. Soon after we lost a hen that didn't come in as soon as dusk hit. Then after some particularly windy weather that blew the duck shed door open I found another one of our lovely geese dead as well. War was soon announced and James spent many evenings stalking the said fox. He came back semi-triumphant on night two having shot one fox but coming across 3 more. Clearly it has been a good season for them. Soon after I found one on the other side of the fence watching the dogs with great interest. Marge the solitary goose was terribly lost. She pretty much walked around honking tragically and it was all a bit sad. I bought a pair of young Emden geese at great expense. At 6 weeks I was expecting little goslings - they are obviously juveniles because their voices are breaking which gives them half a cheep and half a honk. Marge doesn't care she is very happy with her new friends. James has put the equivalent of poultry deadlocks on the duckhouse and reinforced heavily. At least they are keeping the rabbit population down.