Wednesday, January 16, 2013

RIP Affie Girl


LJ found Affie dead in the pen this morning. Apparently she was next to the fence, all curled up like she'd normally be for sleep, but missing her head. :( She was my darling girl, and the only one of our original geese that I considered a pet. The very same goose that nearly committed suicide the day we brought her home as a gosling, horking down a piece of shaving that we managed to dislodge before she could choke to death.

Gotta love breaking into tears while at work. Not awkward at all.

I'm heartbroken.

We'll bury her tonight, and I will be beefing up the goose pen by headlamp and putting out game cams to see if we can figure what did it. :(

We'll miss you sweetie pie.

8 comments:

kpannabecker and jpannabecker said...

I'm sorry. You're the only person that has ever made me consider getting a goose.

Glad to see you blogging again, even if it's for a sad reason.

Lindsey at NW Backyard Veggies said...

Oh, that is so awful. I remember when I found both my darling ducks in the yard after another animal killed them. I was devastated.
Hope you process the grief well and we will look onward to happier times....

Michelle J said...

I'm so sorry. :( We've lost a few chickens this year in a similar fashion. One of our sweetest girls, a naked neck named Beanie, died defending her foster babies from what we think was probably a fox or a raccoon. We were devastated. It always hard, but especially when they have such individual personalities and are so sweet!

What breed was she? She was a gorgeous girl.

LindaG said...

*hugs*
Sorry to hear about your poor goose. ♥

Rae said...

Thanks, folks.

KP- trying to get back to blogging. Trouble is that I almost always blogged from my phone, and the new platform just doesn't cooperate.

Lindsey- working on processing it. LG got home before me and boxed her up so I didn't have to see her. He already had a hole dug, and buried her under the apple tree where the tastiest grass always grows (she LOVED under-the-apple-tree grass). I'll feel much better if we can catch the little $&@#%!. Putting a trap out tonight, baited with some tasty chicken liver. Wish me luck.

Michelle- Thanks, she was an African goose. Two years old, and her dewlap was really starting to grow out. She was about a year old in the above pic. Sorry about your losses. From what I've read today, and the nature of her injuries (more than just her head) we think a member of the weasel family is to blame.

Paula said...

Oh Rae- I know she was your favorite- I'm so sorry.

I didn't see it happen but my money's on a raccoon.

Do we even have weasels? maybe it's just because I hate raccoons so much.

Could it have been a coyote?

Knowing what did it won't bring her back, but I'll feel better when you get the bastard, too.

Practical Parsimony said...

I hate you lost your goose. I did finally see your comments on my blog. Somehow, comments are in two places, and I just never seem to find one set of comments.

When my favorite hen, Fancy, died, I was screaming and crying because we cared for her until the end, then I saw her death throes. It really hurts to lose a pet, even if she did give me eggs.

www.FarmLifeLessons.blogspot.com said...

Ohhhh Rae, I am so sorry. Not a good scene to think about. But, she lived a good life with you guys!