I went down to the barnyard in a snow squall this morning. All 3 geese were out and about and I wondered why no-one was keeping the geese eggs warm. When I looked in the closet, I found the eggs were smashed into pieces . The whole nest was destroyed. I guess some predator/s came in the night. It was very windy last night and I didn't hear anything. I think we lost a chicken too. It is always sad to lose animals but at least I was spared finding dead or missing goslings which could have been the case if it was next week.
I am glad the geese are alright. Sal seems to be taking the loss O.K. I guess, in the even more fragile animal kingdom, there isn't an expectation that everything will go smoothly.
Some people say they could never live on a farm with all the loss of life. I feel death is a part of life and maybe farmers just have a closer look at death. I bet if you surveyed 100 farmers and 100 others you would find that farmers don't fear death as much as most people.
I am ready for the wind to subside and the sun to come back out, no more snow squalls for today.
Family due to arrive soon so that will make things cheerier.