Our snowbirds are back. Each Spring for the last 3 years we've had a pair of Canadian Geese come to nest on our neighbor's tiny island.
By now everyone in our neighborhood is familiar with them and I casually refer to them as Mr. and Mrs. G. (G for Goose- or Geese). On occasion I call them C.G. - (Canadian Goose - or Geese) but that's for formal introductions only.
Photo above - Mrs. G. in her well feathered
nest. Looks like she has some well chosen words for the
The first year Mr. and Mrs. G. protected a clutch of about 6 eggs, only 4 of which hatched. Unfortunately the last gosling to come out of its shell was somehow injured and our neighbors had to call Wildlife Management to come capture it and take it to a qualified veterinarian. If you're interested you can read about that nesting HERE and HERE.
We never found out exactly what happened to the tiny gosling, if it did or did not survive. Since it was not returned to its small family flock we can only assume that it could not be rehabilitated but we wish to believe that perhaps it is living comfortably in some type of sanctuary for handicapped wildlife, happily well-fed and lovingly cared for.
Last year Mr. and Mrs. G. nested but none of their eggs were viable and after several grueling weeks spent incubating them Mrs. G. finally gave up and abandoned her nest. She and her mate waddled about our neighbor's yard for a week or so and then, without much ado, departed.
I never quite understood just where Mr. and Mrs. G. go . . . I mean, if they come to South Florida for the summer then where to they reside in the winter ? Do they fly further south to winter in Cancun, Cozumel or Puerto Vallarta ? Do they waddle around some posh resort nibbling on tapas and sipping frozen corn-mush Margaritas ? Can you picture Mrs. G. paddling around a pool in a shocking pink bikini? Or Mr. G. sprawled out on a chaise lounge wearing his Foster Grant sunglasses ?
They have returned now, for their third year, and once again Mrs. G. has made her nest on the island. Always she chooses the same spot. However I think this year she must be especially irritable as Mr. G. tends to keep his distance, we often find him either browsing in our back yard or napping under the shade of the huge old oak trees at the back of our property.
However he is quick to return to be close to his mate if anyone happens to stray outside, and he always joins Mrs. G. for a late afternoon swim around their pond.
Will this year bring forth any fluffy, little goslings ?