Not me personally. A restaurant in Regina, in the Earl’s chain.
They had a couple of big planters outside their main entrance, and Mama Goose decided one of them was the perfect spot for a nest. Daddy Goose is also involved, hanging out in a local green space.
There’s apparently 7 or 8 eggs.
The restaurant has put up protective fencing around the planter area.
Paging @Siam_Sam !
Just chiming in to say I saw the post title “We have goose eggs!” In the ‘Latest’ column with a ‘0’ for the post count- in other words, a goose egg. I was amused. But now I’ve ruined the joke.
Eat those fuckers before they emerge and start attacking everything they see.
Fun fact: the titular alien in Ridley Scott’s 1979 survival horror sci-fi film of that name was originally a goose film in close up to male it look human-sized but this so terrified test audiences that 20th Century Fox gave Scott $12M to have artist H.R Giger design a less horrifying xenomorph and reshoot much of the nearly-completed film.
Stranger
They’re federally protected under the Migratory Birds Convention Act.
The migratory ducks that spend their Spring in our neighborhood often nest in odd places and are protected by people. Doesn’t seem like it’s an especially uniquely Canadian thing. Unless it’s just because they’re geese?
(Un-commented, sorry misread)
I’ve seen an Egret egg.
In the crook of a tree.
Kinda confused me. I knew they had been at the pond.
I looked it up and compared the eggs(by photo), and realized it was the Egrets.
I just couldn’t get my head around the fact they nest up in trees. Not very high. But, still.
Regretful Egret. Lost a family member. It’s in my curiosity cabinet. Pretty greenish blue.
It’s the location. The restaurant is in the heart of big box territory, with lots of traffic (car and people), well away from the creek and the lake, where we normally find the geese.
Is that true, or are you just being funny?
Ash: You still don’t understand what you’re dealing with, do you? The perfect organism. Its structural perfection is matched only by its hostility.
Lambert: You admire it.
Ash: I admire its purity. A survivor… unclouded by conscience, remorse, or delusions of morality.
Parker: Look, I am… I’ve heard enough of this, and I’m asking you to pull the plug.
[Ripley goes to disconnect Ash, who interrupts]
Ash: Last word.
Ripley: What?
Ash: I can’t lie to you about your chances, but… you have my sympathies
Stranger
It is adorable that mommy Goose found her a great place.
She’ll be well taken care of.
We have wild turkeys in our neighborhood. I carry a metal hiking stick for just that reason.
O.k., but still not so unique. Happens here on the regular.
The Mommy Goose was just doing her duty. Full of eggs? Build a nest and Sit on it. In Canada or where ever.
No its not unique. But her chosen location seems odd.
And it caused a little joy in the townsfolk.
It’s a fun thing.
I like it.
This is specifically the reason why I’m in favor of the Head Cheeto ending birthrite citizenship & deporting all w/o proper paperwork! They were migrating thru but then decided they liked it better here then winters in the Great White North (koo-roo-koo-koo…)The illegal aliens who cross at the southern border don’t shit all over our parks, aggressively try to defend their shanties when you’re merely walking by, nor do they honk as loudly. Send 'em the eff back across the northern border & don’t allow them back in by making us purchase new flags w/ an additional star.
I have been looking for goose, but it is not easily available, even at specialty stores here. We get Canada geese here, but they might be hard to trap.
I also really want to roast a peacock, there are some feral peacocks and hens in one suburb not too far but it is super hippie, so my chances of snagging one are low.
I have done guineafowl, but they are basically poulet chickens, with a gamier taste.
But a roast goose: fit for a king!