Of Ganders and Roosters

The geese appear to be getting increasingly anti-social -- to put it mildly -- I should say they are getting more territorial. The other morning, Mom/Mother Goose witnessed Jane going into her herding stance while one goose began running AT her in attack-mode. The goose quickly changed directions as it realized Jane was not about to be goose-herded but was about to do the goose-herding.

Last night, walking up to the house in the dark, one goose decided to charge me and bite my leg. (Thankfully covered by jeans.) We're wary of this transition from our sweet little gooselets to grouchy young adults.

This second note is a belated one: One of our second batch of Americaunas ended up being a rooster. While I tried to rehome him before he began crowing, the only home I found for him during that stage was with a co-worker who owns over 100 chickens and eats them. I decided our little Roo wouldn't do well there and waited until the right person responded to my Craigslist post. Luckily, a nice man from Folsom, LA replied and came to collect him. He lives on 8 acres and has all sorts of other animals. Little Roo is now free to crow his little heart out without causing us and our neighbors to wake up at 5am.