Tuesday, 10 September 2013
I'm not sure I could ever live in suburbia again and have neighbours "see" me.
The fashion sights I get myself into.
Flying out the back-door with my broom, wearing my dressing gown, unable to find my garden clogs due to Miss Stella stealing MY shoe again. (Stella only touches MY garden shoes)
Hence the farm fashion statement of one garden clog on and one red band gumboot to shoo jolly Gus Gander back into his area and out of the vegetable garden..
Gus and I have an understanding. He is only still here because Brent is his advocate.
Keeping Gus also means we probably will always have to have a lifestyle block as geese can live up to 24 years. I bet Gus will, just to spite me, beat the Guinness world record of the oldest gander named George who lived until he was 49 years and 8 months.
Gus knows he has a forever home here and plays on it. I take no chances with him, hence my trusty broom is in my hand when I take on Gus. I pity any burglar that enters our property, especially at the moment with Geraldine laying eggs.
They were sooo cute!
Gus and Geraldine were excellent parents and so loved raising their gosling's....
But the thought of having to organise doing the deed is just not in me again.