Something about lockdown and all these bereavements...
Mr Egyptian Goose disappeared yesterday. Had someone stolen him?
Mrs Egyptian Goose had gone this morning.
The day was ruined.
I had a lump in my throat.
The RSPCA said 'Let nature take its course'.
Seven goslings, not ready to look after themselves, and a fox in the undergrowth?
The wildlife sanctuaries are closed: no people, no money.
The day fell flat on it's face.
But by teatime, they were both back!
I am so furious with them.
They didn't say where they had been, but they mustn't do that again.
My heart won't take it.