I pronounced Beaker the winner of today's round of fighting. Beaker laid a pretty good hit right at the end (well just before I broke it up). This time I took a few photos and let them fight a little before I got in there. Above is Mandy cooling is bloody feet in the pond, he also has a few scratches on his face. My neighbour suggested a way to sort out the duck problems - we eat them. I'm not too keen on that idea. Mandy is now penned in with the chickens. When I was I putting him in there I told him that he is my prized Muscovy fighting duck. Him and Beaker we at it between the fence earlier today, it was just like Old Boy and Derek. 
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