threegardeners's blog: Banged and Bruised

Sooo...Hubby is gone to Montreal to get the golden pigeons. As he's leaving he tells Mom there's geese hatched and to tell me to go get them when I get home. Yea, right...go willingly into an enclosed space with one very protective Daddy goose, a very angry Mommy goose, and just walk away with her kids. Riiiiight. Just like that. Sure I will.
Being a tad smarter than the average bear I put on my winter boots, my heaviest winter coat and my fuzzy winter hat. Opened the door and shouldered my way past Bernie. Tons of hissing ensued. Sacrificing one arm to April to chomp and beat on I scooped the little ones into my lunch bag with my other hand. Meanwhile Bernie's banging like mad on my back and shoulder with his wings. A bit bruised on the one shoulder...even through the heavy coat but a successful mission.
Three gosling's nestled somewhat peacefully under a heat lamp in the bedroom...good luck getting any sleep for the next few weeks.

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