We’ve got geese

The geese are the highlight of the summer. They’re a mainly peaceful, organised gaggle of 20, about 8 weeks old and they’re fascinating to watch and listen to. They have something to say about everything and they go through cabbage and grass like piranhas.

Himself started off saying that he wasn’t going to ‘knock’ them at Christmas; they were purely guard dogs. Then if anybody asked,  he said that some of them would go. Then he said the other day that he hadn’t completely decided.

I am tempted to feel sentimental, but I have a feeling this is farming. There’s no room to be soft but I do just wish he would make up his mind.