a gaggle of geese," I would have hysterically laughed in their faces and swore up and down that would NEVER happen.Alas, you all know that Christian suckers me into a lot of things. Hence why we have a gecko and a salamander and a Guinea Pig. (Which he brought home to cheer me up one day...opposite effect!)
So for a little over a year, I have waited for this day to come. Today my mom and I took our 11 geese to the BUTCHER! One more flock of birds GONE from our property and into our freezer. If anyone would like to have a goose, let me know, I don't think we can eat 11 geese...I can't even eat 1/8 of one! Christmas Goose anyone?
Here is the play by play:
This morning at 7 my mom walked over and we loaded the dog crates into the back of our station wagon...yes the station wagon. (Hubby, of course, took our scooter to my sister and her husband and so he needed the truck this morning. GREAT timing, I wonder
what I did to him.) I drove back to the pen and the rodeo started.What you may not know about my mom:
My mom is an AMAZING goose wrangler. She definitely earned her "Goose Wrangling" patch today. She would just corner them and grab their necks and scoop their bodies up with her other arm. Meanwhile I was at the car making sure that the other geese didn't try to escape, fight, kill each other... She's a regular Sarah Palin! :)
We finally caught all 11 geese and had them in the crates, now came the long drive to New Plymouth which is a good 30-40 minutes away from here. There are three main reasons why these geese are being "taken care of" today:
1) They stink due to the messiness and the constant pooping.
2) They are wicked loud.
3) THEY ARE REALLY, REALLY LOUD!
My mom and I drove the 11, really loud, constantly pooping, stinking geese to New Plymouth. I came home and boy was I so happy! Normally I would be in a rotten mood having to deal with this, but I felt free and liberated! I feel like I should run around the house and sing and dance. I probably would, but the mold people are here doing their jobs. :)The sad part is, I had the camera to take pictures for our blog, but we were so busy and dirty that I didn't get a picture. My mom and I definitely believe that we are deserving of either flowers or some jewelry...Christian you get to choose!
In memory of the good and mostly bad times, here are some pictures. The only good times was when they hatched their goslings...boy were they cute. And then they grew up!
