A new friend...

Tatum and I heard a strange noise coming from the pond below our house so we quickly threw on our sweatshirts and headed down to check it out. When we got there we were greeted by a large white goose with a very big voice. He came running at us and I was a bit nervous at first since Geese don't have the greatest reputation and with Tatum in her stroller at a good pecking level, I wasn't sure what we were in for. But the goose ran right up to us and almost smoothed against my leg, and gave a honk Hello. He walked with us around the pond and then when it was time for us to go, he decided he'd like to go home with us. A woman who lives near the pond said the goose is obviously domesticated and his owner must have dropped him off here, assuming that a goose would enjoy our pond and live happily ever after. Well, Gilligan, as Tatum and I named him, followed us up to the house and was very happy to come in and check out his new home. I tried to feed him some cat food, then some cut up carrots, and even some bird seed, but he wasn't interested. He did try to take a bath in Harley's water bowl which was a bit too small for him. I called Garrett and he said no way could we keep him so we got back into the stroller and took him back down to the pond. I hear him again this morning, honking away, so I think we'll call the animal shelter to see if he can be taken to a nice farm somewhere. We had a wonderful new friend for a moment and thoroughly enjoyed the experience.