This is momma goose. She has been setting on rotten eggs ever since her husband was brutally killed May 16. I know it only takes 27-28 days, but she seems to be happy doing it so I let her. I pull weeds for her and take her fresh water several times a day. When she does not want any more water she makes a sort of guttural sound and I do not press her. She never hisses at me and is always glad to see me, so I just let her set on the eggs that will never hatch and are probably dried up by now. At least I hope so.
This is sister goose. I am not sure who her husband is. I think it is the African Gray named Johnny that Bret helped out of his shell many years ago. But in all fairness I do her hanging out with the big Chinese gander and the old African Gray. Truth be known, I think she is a bit of a slut. Goose slut.
She is always ready for fresh water, but unlike momma goose, she hisses at me. I think she could inflict some pain because I see very sharp teeth in that beak of hers! Oh, the other day I gave them watermelon and they really liked that. Eats that right out of the hand, she does. Guess I should get some more. They are on sale at LaGrees. I can eat the leftovers.
Now, I am not sure if her eggs are any good or not. Guess time will tell. She has about worn her eggs out moving them. I think she is supposed to just turn them once a day, but she moved her whole nest about 2 feet to the south. Who am I to know? I do know that something should happen in the next week. If I do not hear peeping by the 7th of July I am going to be the big mean woman and rake up the straw in the goose house, sweep the floor and put new straw down. That is going to tick them off I am sure, but I know momma goose will forgive me. Sister may be another story!
Wish me luck!
Visit my etsy store
No comments:
Post a Comment