My pet duck: Why does fate smile on some but not others?
Three weeks ago, Bernadette was a training duck, destined to give her life to teach another generation of working retrievers how to do their jobs. Now, she’s living in my chicken pen. And she was the one who changed her own fate. Before I tell her story, I must insert my views about meat and about hunting, which are, um, fairly unusual among self-identified animal lovers, the majority of whom are just fine with cruelty to food animals as long as they don’t have to watch it and the price at
