Young Goose's Hard Life

The remaining young goose, dubbed Baby Huey, has had a bit of a turn lately. Sadly, his matronly protectors have abandoned him. It's as if one morning they awaken to realize "OMG.....HE'S A GOOSE!" "Edith, you fool, get him out of here!!"

The poor little soul was running from hen to hen...."Are you my mommy?" until one red hen decided with all certainty that it most definitely was NOT his mommy. She started attacking! Then another joined the fray and had I not been out at the barn in that moment I think he would have been pecked to death. His little neck was bleeding and he was in utter panic, running, screaming, to the back of the barn where I finally managed to catch him. Which had to be pretty scary for him, too. 

He's now quarantined in the Liz Taylor condo in the barn and has an outdoor screen pen where he spends his days until he gets bigger than the chickens. Then we'll see who the boss is going to be!