A lot of waffle about my life on a small property in Australia and the people and animals that share it with me.
Monday, July 25, 2011
Goose Gone, Gooseless, Goose-free
Fanny Goose has gone! I know not where. Could be a fox, an eagle, the handsome gander over the hill and far away, a need for her own career, maybe she needed to "find herself". All I know is that Bruce is in mourning. He is sad. Bruce has gone from being noisy, aggressive, protective of his Fanny to being quiet, uninterested in human contact and depressed. His heart is broken. I am not exactly happy about this event either. I dread to think something violent happened to her but it is the most likely scenario. Twice I have looked for her or signs of her eg. feathers but there is nothing. I will give her a couple of days to come home otherwise I will have to seriously consider what to do with Bruce. Maybe I will rehome him with a flock somewhere, he may find another Fanny. A new goose in his life. One who will not stray from his protective side. RIP Fanny.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Tacky Prezzies
Oh yes they are tacky but I think they are totally appropriate for a couple of my teenage relatives for Christmas. They don't have to love them, just get a kick out of receiving them. I think the pole dancer is particularly unique and I was immediately drawn to it in the catalogue. Does that make me weird? Oh yeah, and just a hint of tacky thrown in.Wednesday, July 13, 2011
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