Tuesday, February 24, 2009
If you walk into my birds' coop right now this is the rump you'll most likely see. Little Saro brooding near the feed bin, living on a prayer. She rarely leaves her post, not even getting up to eat or drink. I worry about her, and hand feed her grain and water to make sure she takes care of herself while on duty. Cyrus (her mate) guards her and egg like a proud father, hissing whenever anything gets too close. I have no idea if the home team will pull it off, but there's a slight chance a gray gosling will honk in this spring melt. For now, our girl sits and waits and we do to. Stay tuned.