The Momma goose is gone. I noticed this morning at 3:30am that there was no alert head and neck keeping tabs on me as I loaded my things into the taxi. I walked over to make sure she wasn't still there, but dead or dying. She was nowhere in sight.
The storm yesterday dropped quite a lot of water, and there was much lightning and thunder, but nothing violent beyond the torrents of rain. Maybe she had finally had enough sitting through the extremes of weather, or the rain yesterday flushed her out to find a sheltering tree somewhere.
The eggs — of which there appear to be only two — are broken and empty, so I wonder if a dog or some other predator came along and scared her off the nest, to abandon the eggs to hungry jaws. I know I'm a big sap, but I hope she's okay. And there's absolutely no way I'll ever know.
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I hope she's okay too. Maybe she'll come back.
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