I have seen some amazing love run through my animals in the springtime. The bucks wag their tongues and growl in a low moaning fashion to get the attention of their beautiful does. The boars snort and grunt, pushing their sows around until they stand still for some nooky. The roosters do their flashy dance, skimming the ground with their wings as they turn circles in front of their hens. But today I saw a new kind of love. Star-crossed lovers if you will. A love between a duck and a goose.
We only have one goose and she tends to hang out by herself since losing her sister about a month ago. We have a small flock of ducks...two drakes and four hens. Apparently, Jill, our goose, has decided that she may as well join the flock. I watched (a bit taken aback, to be honest) while Pong - one of the drakes - mounted her and tried for a good five minutes to make a love connection. I thought for sure that Jill would object, but she didn't. In fact, I watched her preen him later in the morning.
So maybe this is the start of a new generation of deese or gucks, as it may be. J suggested we try to add a chicken to the mix and make our own version of the tur-duck-en...a goo-duck-en. I'm not sure it's advisable to mess around with mther nature like that.
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