Lately it would seem that if it could go wrong it did. There were broken glasses, dryers, teeth, and sick animals too! However, things are getting better here on the Farmlet.
The geese are improving, growing, and need to be OUTSIDE! Their bills and feet should be turning a bit to the orange, but without daily sunlight this is not happening.
They are long overdue!
(Click the photo to see how much they have grown!)
Then there are the toxic fumes from their
diapers towels (which need changing a minimum of 8 times a day)…
and are smelling worse than a diaper pail!
!!! 😦 !!!
Under normal circumstances the Gosling Boys would have already been outside. However, being sick they have needed special care and a more controlled environment. Recently, I have been taking them out to eat grass and get more exercise and sun. I’ve gradually increased the time they spend outside, and their time alone as well. I’ve been going in and coming back out at varying intervals, and they don’t seem to like it much! I can hear them crying at the back door as I type.
They have become overly dependent upon my presence.
While we are out I let the Mommas over into the back yard to visit. The goslings want to play with them, but every time they run over to greet them the Ladies all pull up their skirt-feathers and run away! It is simply too funny to see grownup geese run away from the babies! Well, one can only hope that the boys will gain finesse and a better standing with them as they continue to grow.
Interestingly, there is a bond, of sorts, that I didn’t know existed between them. Today when I went to catch the goslings, the Momma’s came up honking, hissing and threatening me within an inch of my life. I really thought that Polly was going to take a bite out of me! You see it’s the screaming they boys make. It is ear-piercing and quite pitiful sounding. In fact, if you could hear it you would think that something more along the lines of a life and death situation was going on. It has come to this because of having to administer all the medications. They have now become so strong that it is a fight every morning and evening. Thankfully, we are almost done with medications!
Meanwhile, I have Polly and the Hister Sisters to contend with.
“Put the Gosling down, and back away, or someone is gonna get pinched!“