The Geese Have Spoken

On the advice of my friend Connie the Goose Woman I procured some carrots for Poly and Fredrik.

I washed and scrubbed them with a vegetable brush.  I chopped them into bite sized pieces, and put them out for breakfast with the lettuces and broccoli.

They ate everything but the carrots.

Next morning I thought, well, maybe they are to large or too hard, so I grated them and mixed them into the other greens.

They picked out every single bit of orange food and spat it onto the ground!


Geese: 1

Carrots: 0

Point made!

and cramming it all in her bill!

Breakfast is served

This winter has left us without much for goose grazing.  This requires me to supplement Polly and Fredrik’s food rations.  This morning’s offering was a head of green, leafy lettuce.  Bob said that when he entered the goose-yard Fredrik ran up and snatched the plastic bag holding the washed and prepped lettuce.  He had to chase him round the yard to get it back!

I guess when you are hungry your manners go out the window.

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What was on your breakfast menu this Sunday morning?


The Mystery is Solved!

Since buying the property I have been seeing large floaters in the water.  Some are over two feet long!  I had been told that they were snapping turtles, but I could never see them. Trying to get closer only caused the shadowy shapes to dive down deeper.


Do you see those scary dark spots in the water?  Do you think they are snapping turtles?

Sunday afternoon I tried a different tactic.  I walked very slowly, and cautiously to the pond.  I stopped and waited several times for the shadows to resurface and then put my tripod up in the shade.  Being in the shade masked me, but the awesome part was when the slanty light finally revealed the mystery.


I went hunting,

What did I see?


I saw a big Catfish


Looking at me!


So happy there are no snapping turtles to bite the feet of my geese!

Saturday Snaps: georgie plays

Georgie, is the type of goose that gives all geese a bad name.  He hisses, pulls out chicken’s feathers, pinches the dogs, and me!    It is unfortunate that he has such an ill temper, because on days like this, he does make me laugh with his playfulness.

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The gate to the chicken’s run lets chickens in and keeps Georgie out!  The item he is playing with is the scoop I use to dispense the scratch grains… Georgie loves chicken scratch.  ;)

Have a lovely day!