But Rupert the goose and Ambrose the ingredients have formed a sort of unholy pact. They are, until nightfall, inseparable, and as night falls because who knows what sort of nocturnal depravity they would get up to and Rupert is on the fox menu (we lost two yesterday, a duck and a cockerel) Rupert is prised from the embrace of his partner and shut in with the rest of the geese.
Left to their own devices, when they think no one is looking, this is what they get up to. Strange things are afoot in the yard of Rock HQ!
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Hmm, I think you might need to a few more female geese. And maybe a goat companion for Ambrose ? I know it's probably too soon, but maybe one day you will get another Anglo Nubian goat, he or she won't be Geisha or Maggie but Geisha's antics did make me fall in love with the breed. But first things, first you need to really, really get rid of those foxes. By this point if it were me I consider dynamite and blowing them back to the hell they came clawing out of.
Sigh...one would think with as much breeding we do with geese and chickens we would have come up with a breed that is more predator proof.
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