Monday, April 29, 2013
Goosie has lived with us for 21 years. Last week goosie died peacefully one night.
Goosie was given to our son when he was in primary school. Goosie and our son were special friends. Goosie gave me a hard time. When I fed him at night I would have to call "Go to bed Goosie" from behind the gate. The time I had to wait would depended on Goosie's mood. If I hurried Goosie he would charge at me flapping his wings and with beak open ready to bite. If the foxes were around the "goose alarm" would sound to protect the chooks in the yard next door.
It was a strange friendship but I will miss Goosie.