They were abandoned.
By someone who didn't want them
anymore.
About a mile from our house, in the middle of a 10-acre Alfalfa field, they stood, terrified.
They're domestic geese, they can't fly.
They didn't know how to hide from the coyote, the fox and the raccon.
They stood there, without water, for I don't know how many days waiting for their owners to come back.
We slowly herded them to our pond. They responded easily to our hand signals.
The geese stayed for one night, cleaning their feathers and quenching their thirst. They left the next morning.
We found them. They had returned to the very same spot in the Alfalfa field.
Again we walked them to our pond. It only took half the time. They had already memorized the route.
That was a months ago. They have stayed. We named them Hansel and Gretel.
We will take good care of them.
Have a great week my dear
Blogging Friends,
Gina
