Say goodbye to Madam Gosling

My first hatched gosling, my beautiful Madam, found dead yesterday morning, her head under her wing. She had gone to sleep and just didn’t wake up. MadamShe had a distinctive shaped beak, a high-pitched squawk, and a terrible attitude.

What a drama queen. I miss her already, and I daresay her mate, Gander, does too. Here she is just a few days old, looking very determined (below). Her mate is looking at his reflection in the shiny plastic wall.

very determined looking gosling and her laid back mate