Well, the adult geese have taken so well to the new goslings, that they have not left the pen since the day I brought them home! They are so protective of these fuzzballs, and so 'parental' in fact, that I believe the older goose has stopped laying altogether. (I should begin to use thier names for simplicity's sake, even though I don't really call them by name often). The gander is Larry, the older goose is Mo and the younger goose is Curly. The three stooges--HA! They really are very silly geese.
Yes, I think Mo has decided that these are 'her' goslings and therefore is done laying and has probably decided also that she must have set on their eggs and hatched them out, too. Which is fine, considering her miserable and futile efforts of the past years.
When the Toulouse goose that we had hatched her goslings out, she had them out of the pen and halfway across the yard by the second day. These adults have shown no desire to leave the pen with these to browse. They certainly have enjoyed their greens though, as I go out several times per day and pluck up armfuls of grass, dandlelions and that infernal creeping jenny. I am hoping that they will develop a taste for it especially. Then they can serve as 'weeder geese' for the time they are here... If I ever get them out of the pen.
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