R.I.P. Peanut.
Sep. 26th, 2022 11:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crazychicknladyI woke this morning with a borderline migraine headache. Unfortunately the day did not improve from there.
When I went outside to let the birds out, I found our goose Peanut dead in her yard. I don't know what happened. She doesn't look torn up like she was attacked by a predator, and she was alive last night pacing the fence line waiting for the boy to feed her her dinner.
She was the first bird we grew. She was born a little over four years ago. She hatched because of a stubborn little runner duck who decided to sit the goose eggs before the geese took over the job from her three and a half weeks later.
Her little sister Mocha was born 3 weeks later. Once Peanut got past the urge to murder this strange new creature, they became inseparable. We'll try putting Mocha in with Wobble's flock, so she won't be alone.
Peanut was born about three weeks before LepreCon, so she ended up going with us. We smuggled her into the hotel room, and on the last day I carried her in the sling. She was the biggest hit at the Consuite. Best Convention bird, ever.
I think Peanut may be the only goose we ever had that my husband actually liked. He even named her.
We're burying her near this tree.
When I went outside to let the birds out, I found our goose Peanut dead in her yard. I don't know what happened. She doesn't look torn up like she was attacked by a predator, and she was alive last night pacing the fence line waiting for the boy to feed her her dinner.
She was the first bird we grew. She was born a little over four years ago. She hatched because of a stubborn little runner duck who decided to sit the goose eggs before the geese took over the job from her three and a half weeks later.
Her little sister Mocha was born 3 weeks later. Once Peanut got past the urge to murder this strange new creature, they became inseparable. We'll try putting Mocha in with Wobble's flock, so she won't be alone.
Peanut was born about three weeks before LepreCon, so she ended up going with us. We smuggled her into the hotel room, and on the last day I carried her in the sling. She was the biggest hit at the Consuite. Best Convention bird, ever.
I think Peanut may be the only goose we ever had that my husband actually liked. He even named her.
We're burying her near this tree.
