small problem the other week. Sister Two (a goose) decided the woodshed would be an excellent spot to start a nest. It was just then, because I’d used almost all the wood. She dug a shallow nest, lined it with breast feathers and settled in. Friend arrived a day later to split the wood that’d been seassoning nicely under the trees, and firmly removed the shed resident. She returned before he got started. So he waited until he had some wood split, removed her further, shut the gate between them, and over the next 9 hours, 3 cord of wood got thrown into the shed. Eventually Sister Two managed to circumnavigate obstacles and return – to find that her nest had vanished, and there was no space to climb into the shed anyhow. I’m currently unpopular, sigh.
Goose Antics
19 October 2015
small problem the other week. Sister Two (a goose) decided the woodshed would be an excellent spot to start a nest. It was just then, because I’d used almost all the wood. She dug a shallow nest, lined it with breast feathers and settled in. Friend arrived a day later to split the wood that’d been seassoning nicely under the trees, and firmly removed the shed resident. She returned before he got started. So he waited until he had some wood split, removed her further, shut the gate between them, and over the next 9 hours, 3 cord of wood got thrown into the shed. Eventually Sister Two managed to circumnavigate obstacles and return – to find that her nest had vanished, and there was no space to climb into the shed anyhow. I’m currently unpopular, sigh.