Last Saturday our beloved gander jumped the fence into the cow
paddock. The cows are very territorial and although they tolerate
the humans who feed them and even muzzle up to them to be
scratched, a few sheep who crawl through the fence and small
mobs of kangaroos, they have even looked askance at me crossing
their turf. The appearance of a large white, waddling bird seemed
cause for investigation, they all went to look and the result was one
dead gander literally cornered in the corner of the fence. Whether
he died of shock or of being muzzled we will never know . . .
My heart is heavy with loss, I found him as I climbed through a
kangaroo hole in the fence to feed him. He was my friend and
bridge to the wild birds accepting me as well and is sorely missed
and with him my hopes of goslings in the Spring.
Not much else to report except the European house sparrows
digging up those died up grass areas we laughingly call lawn.
They descend in numbers but are skittish to get a shot of.
Ha, gocha in the faraway tree.
At the lonely pond an unidentified cormorant circled and left.
My bird finder does not feature one with a totally white head and
dark belly and white around the vent. My hopes rest yet again
on Stuart M being able to identify it.
Thanks once again to Springman for hosting this wonderful bird meme.