Cynders, ours free ranged like the cattle, when it got close to butchering time put into the lot and fed to get fattened up. The guy that Daddy bought the sheep from had told him the time table. Daddy ended up giving all the meat to someone he worked with who loved it. We also had geese for a while, someone told Mom to cook the eggs just like chicken eggs, we didn't like them nor did we care for the goose meat. The geese were allowed to live and die of old age as they kept the bugs out of the garden and were extra "watch dogs" around the chicken house.
Hand raised a baby that for some reason the other geese were attacking it once it was hatched. Called him Silly Goose, he followed like a dog and we had one neighbor who had conversations with him. He knew her car and would run out to meet her. Of course it was before sound on movie camera's so got footage of it but without the sound it wasn't as funny.
Hand raised a baby that for some reason the other geese were attacking it once it was hatched. Called him Silly Goose, he followed like a dog and we had one neighbor who had conversations with him. He knew her car and would run out to meet her. Of course it was before sound on movie camera's so got footage of it but without the sound it wasn't as funny.
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