Grey the Goose RIP

Oh I miss him already! A dog came overnight jumped the fence and mauled our poor goose to death. Scott went out with the gun, even as sick as he is, but couldn’t see anything. As we laid back down the thought occured to me. “Wait! Why isn’t Grey squalling?” If any noise or commotion goes on Grey always has to be throwing his two cents in about it. I ran back to the door and yelled his name out to the darkness. No answer. I went back to bed knowing he’s gone. At first light we went out and followed the trail of feathers. There his poor broken body was by the fence. Oh dear Grey, we miss you. And Samuel doesn’t know yet. Oh wow how will he react?

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