I see this scrawny foxy fellow many mornings traversing Penn Ave or walking jauntily up the sidewalk line the Mayor of Souderton as I drive the last blocks to work.
This morning he was in the front yard of our Everence office, dragging a small heavy trash bag.
It wasn’t until I zoomed in on the photo ten minutes later that I realized the “bag” was one of the adorable next-door geese. 😩
Clearly I was not wearing my glasses.
When we hear the neighborhood geese chattering we always go to the conference room window to watch them waddle at breakneck speed to their little pool of water.
When I realized the bag handles in the photo looked like sweet rubbery orange duck feet, I bolted to the office window and the carnage was confirmed. Nothing left but some downy white feathers.
A sad day.
ADDENDUM 3 hours later:
The sad saga continues.
The young girl who takes care of the geese was just leaving for work and noticed the gander's absence. Her father came out and they thought a large bird had gotten in and taken it. Her dad found the site with the feathers in our front lawn.
The girl came to the office to see if we knew anything and I had to tell her the sad tale. She wanted the photos, so I sent them to her. She says the male goose was so in love with the female goose, this girl recently spent $700 in vet bills to "fix" a foot issue the female was having because the boy would "not have been able to live without her."
Heartbreaking tragedy. Stupid scrawny fox.
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