Misery is a full grown goose recognizing you, deciding you’re a threat, and attacking…
😀
Many years ago we raised 6 geese from a very young age. All of them imprinted on my wife, and would run to her (as in this video) whenever she walked out the back door, then follow her around the yard. An early recognition on our part is that they produce a sizable amount of manure, and that it is essentially impossible to clean it all up or avoid it when walking around the back yard. And since they wanted to be with my wife, it was close to our back door. Let this be a warning to anyone who is contemplating raising geese: have them imprint on someone who is not in your household.
It’s one of my fondest memories of my life on a farm in the fifties. We also had a snake that lived in our garage-pumphouse. It would cautiously slither out for a tour of the back yard when it felt safe enough.
I saw this video at AoS the other day. Really just the title picture, but didn’t click to watch. Watching it, I think more like ObloodyHell.
I knew a lady that had ducks. They would crap everywhere. You really had to watch where you were walking when you visited. I’ll swear they produced 1.5 lbs of manure for every pound of grass they ate.
Few farm things are more entertaining than Muscovy ducks though. Once they get into conference, heads darting back and forth with all the quacking, it can be highly entertaining.
One thing though; I’ve had free-range chickens, ducks, geese, peacocks and yes, they poop a lot as they range. This explains why farmers and country folk live in rubber boots, and you almost never see one barefoot (snakes are a consideration here too). But the grass around the house is always a rich, thick, dark green, and grasshoppers and crickets and other garden-eating nuisances will never be a problem. And you will always know when someone is approaching the house, best doorbell in the world.
The great Southern writer, Flannery O’Connor, loved birds from an early age. Her first claim to fame was a trained chicken who walked backwards.
______________________________________
When I was six I had a chicken that walked backward and was in the Pathé News. I was in it too with the chicken. I was just there to assist the chicken but it was the high point in my life. Everything since has been anticlimax.
As an adult, she particularly loved peacocks and peahens and raised around 100 of them.
Anyone who hasn’t read O’Connor is in for something special, though not exactly a treat. An indelible writer.
I have a good friend whose wife raised six geese from little goslings. They did indeed imprint on her and hang out all day by the garage door. Those geese are now the size of small swans. They crap everywhere! And you wonder, “Where does it all come from.” It does seem like they poop more than they take in. The geese are also noisy. As Aggie said, they are the best doorbell, but they are also the best alarm clock. Well, the best if you intend to get up, literally, at the crack of dawn.
Not fond of geese at all, The Canadian variety are especially not welcome on golf courses where their poop is a real problem. And if your ball happens to land among them it can be a challenge trying to get to it if some are in an aggressive mood. Courses tried all sorts of solutions even up to mannequin coyotes and wolfs…..most have given up.
At least meeting a goose on the golf course is less threatening than an alligator.
}}} When I was six I had a chicken that walked backward and was in the Pathé News.
Beeeg Deeeel!!
Now, if it had been able to moonwalk…
THAT would have been impressive. 😀
}}} Courses tried all sorts of solutions even up to mannequin coyotes and wolfs…..most have given up.
Actually, as I understand, the solution to this one is well known:
Swans.
They will chase off geese, are bigger than geese, and most people find them much more attractive and graceful.
And since they are solitary (singles or a mated pair), there’s a lot less crap.
I used to be a member at a golf club that had a major Canadian geese problem. In the summer I would go out in the evening when there were very few people playing and they had one green that was by a pond and there would be like 20 geese on the green and you would just have to hit into them and watch them scatter and then deal with poop.
This club contracted with some wildlife group and transported a bunch of the geese to somewhere far away and that helped for a little while but the improvement didn’t last.
I happened to be doing some contract work in Arizona.
There’s a roadway which I routinely used to go from my work site to the hotel I was at — a large section of the drive went along a constructed waterway along the roadside. Strangely, it attracted geese and ducks. I guess it was on their flight path and some of the only larger bodies of water on it…
Nevertheless, I was headed back from work, doing about 45-50 along the highway (6 lanes, mind you) but not really heavy traffic, when a PAIR of geese decided to make a low takeoff run across the roadway about 40-50 feet in front of me.
No time to react, and the two were right at bumper height as they crossed the road. 😛
There was a falummmphump… as (I presume) one of them went under the car and (“bump!”) the wheels. I assumed both of them did but never saw either in the rear view mirror. Shook my head, and continued the drive back to the hotel, without stopping — it was only about another mile to a mile and a half.
So, I get out of the car to check the damage… and I get to the front and … I see the tail end of a goose sticking out of the plastic front grill. “Oh, crap… Now I’m going to probably have to pull the carcass out…”. So I take a couple pics, and suddenly…. flap flap flap flap!!!
Yes, it’s still alive.
Well, I’ve been told contact with wild birds is generally to be avoided, as they have all kinds of nasty bacteria, etc., and I damn sure don’t want to get scratched trying to get it out. So I start calling around the area to find out what to do, as I do things like press down on some of the plastic holding it in with my foot to give it some freedom so it can extract itself. Finally, two things happen:
1 — it gets free (more in a moment)
2 — I get ahold of a bird sanctuary. They tend to deal more with raptors, but they’ll send someone to get the bird, if I can keep it there. Sure. Give them the hotel address and about where it is, and where i am, and make sure they have my number once they get someone available to come by…. which happens (the individual arrives), about 90m-2h after the initial issue.
Now, as to the goose. Well, it’s clear it’s discombobulated:
a — one wing, clearly, the shoulder is dislocated, it’s raised well above the normal location.
b — the other wing is just kinda limp. It is against the body, somewhat, but ain’t moving and hangs low, dragging along the ground somewhat.
c — the neck, at least, at first, has an odd extra curve in it, like it’s got a double-hairpin in it as well as the normal curve at the top where the head is.
It also walks a few feet, then sits back down. sits there for a bit, then gets up and walks a few more feet, then sits back down. This happens for a while, but the neck straightens out, and it gets more fully mobile after about 45m after it got loose, pretty much walking without any visible difficulty.
So now it’s trying to walk somewhere — where it thinks it’s going, I don’t know. But I keep maneuvering to keep it in/near a small grassy area — kind of like a putting green — at the front of the hotel. I move to where it is headed to provide a clear block. It hisses at me, annoyed at my obstructing it, but it cannot do a lot more, with those wings. And so it tries a different direction. I keep shepherd dogging it, keeping it from straying too far, and telling occasional passersby what happened as they wonder what is up, as they go into the hotel…
Anyway, it’s starting to get dark, and finally the Bird Rescue person shows up, puts on some gloves, brings a box that can somewhat contain the goose (i.e., it won’t be able to climb out, and its motion will be restricted in general). She notes that this is her first goose (she’s the one who told me they usually deal with raptors). She hauls it off.
I called a couple weeks later to see if I could find out what happened, if it had to be put to sleep or if it was able to recover (the rescuer also told me they could do a lot with wings these days), but they said they had an official position not to answer such questions… I didn’t push, as it was just mild curiosity.
That’s my goose experience. 😀
OBloody:
The Goose Society should give you an award. If there is a Goose Society.
There is– it’s called the White House press corps. The members are loud, noisy, travel in gaggles, imprint on any Dem president/politician, attack anyone to the right of Joe Manchin, and produce copious amounts of merde d’oie.
Incidentally, someone in Idaho has it in for Branta canadensis: “A grisly and unusual wildlife crime took place in Idaho over July 4th weekend: Someone mowed down a gaggle of Canada geese — including goslings — with a vehicle, and before fleeing the scene, the perpetrator decapitated many of the birds and apparently removed their heads from the site. The Idaho Department of Fish and Game (IDFG) received a call about the geese via their Citizens Against Poaching Hotline, which members of the public can use to anonymously report wildlife violations in the state. The incident occurred on Bloomington Bottoms Road, near the city of Bloomington in Bear Lake County, according to an IDFG statement released July 8. ‘Multiple’ adult geese and goslings had been run over in three locations along the road, all within a 200-yard (183 meter) stretch.”
We live near a migratory stop for Canadian geese. The late fall is like a busy airport with one flock after another circling and landing on the lake. At times, this portion of the lake looks solid with hundreds, possibly thousands, of geese.
We live about a block away from the water, so we don’t have to deal with the poop problem.
Years ago, the family would tent camp at a city park where we sailed, and first you had to find a large enough poop free spot to pitch the tent, and then pick your way to the dock. We finally gave up camping there.
We had Indian Runners (ducks) and it was quite a sight to see 15-20 of them sweeping the lawn in a perfect line, looking for dinner.
Neo–
I agree that the Idaho story is an ugly one– it may be that the perp has a personal reason for the vendetta, though. I know I mentioned US Airways Flight 1549 last week. My cousin, who recently retired as a senior captain for American Airlines, was still flying at the time that the bird strike brought down Captain Sullenberger’s plane. His comments about Canada geese as a danger to aviation would singe your eardrums. They are larger and weigh more (12 to 14 pounds on average, with the males of one subspecies clocking in at 18 pounds) than most aircraft engines are designed to withstand. Here is a link to a journal article written by the bird experts at the Smithsonian who analyzed the specimens extracted from Sullenberger’s plane and determined that they did in fact come from Canada geese:
Evidently the geese are considered an ongoing threat to all airports in the NYC area: over 70,000 Canada geese were intentionally killed in NYC between the Flight 1549 incident and 2017 in order to prevent a recurrence.
Opinions vary about the edibility of Canada geese. Some folks consider them tasty; one British writer, however, referred to them as “amongst the most inedible of birds.” I suppose the Great Reset honchos would like us to consider them a sustainable source of protein.
The hunters around here say it is about 50/50 on eating Canadas. It depends on what the birds have been eating. Half taste like mud.
I like goose (hus in Slovak), but duck is just about as good, and half the price or a third. We now usually get one whole duck, then two breasts – last time one duck breast & one goose breast. Most thought neither was better.
I like them MUCH better than turkey, so have them instead for feasts.
In Slovakia, there’s McDonald’s commercial with a goose chasing a guy with ?Big Mac?, ?McTasty? in a box. It’s a cute trick ending to avoid the goose and eat the burger. One quick DDG failed to see it googled up.
I was able to read that swan meat is quite edible, tasty like goose – but in many places it’s illegal to hunt and kill swans. They reproduce slowly and there are far fewer of them.
Another reason to be here today is the RIP for Monty Norman, composer of James Bond theme. Here are snippets from 25 movies – half I haven’t seen, tho. Almost all the songs I’ve heard – was surprised it was Nancy Sinatra (60s) then quite surprised near the last with Billie Eilish. Last year Neo noted how little she had heard of her, and the next week I saw her auto-bio picture book available for sale; saw another one in a magazine/ tabak store in the last month.
Bond movies made lots of hits.
(Don’t you want to hear Shirley sing “Goldfinger” again, right now?) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fudfctm6kS8
When I was a kid we had a pet chicken that I would put on top of my head like a hat and wear.
At the time I thought it was funny. Would not do that now, but you know how kids can be!
One of my cousin’s grown daughter had a chicken sitting on a patio table or something near the woman’s head height as she sat. The chicken suddenly pecked at her eye. She recovered, but it could have been serious.
Watching birds like chickens peck and scratch around in the yard can be relaxing, similar to watching aquarium fish, but they are near the bottom of the food chain, so there are so many potential predators.
Goslings imprinting upon a person reminded me of the charming 1996 movie “Fly Away Home”.
“Fly Away Home dramatizes the actual experiences of Bill Lishman who, in 1986, started training Canada geese to follow his ultralight aircraft, and succeeded in leading their migration in 1993 through his program “Operation Migration.” The film is also based on the experience of Dr. William J.L. Sladen, a British-born zoologist and adventurer, who aided Lishman with the migration.”
Returning to the ever popular theme of hippos and organized sports:
I like goose (hus in Slovak), but duck is just about as good, and half the price or a third. We now usually get one whole duck, then two breasts – last time one duck breast & one goose breast. Most thought neither was better.
I like them MUCH better than turkey, so have them instead for feasts.
Tom Grey:
Perhaps I don’t get out enough, but I’ve never seen goose or duck for sale in America beyond Chinatown storefronts, which always looked a bit too dodgy for this round-eye.
Which is not to question your culinary judgment.
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Misery is a full grown goose recognizing you, deciding you’re a threat, and attacking…
😀
Many years ago we raised 6 geese from a very young age. All of them imprinted on my wife, and would run to her (as in this video) whenever she walked out the back door, then follow her around the yard. An early recognition on our part is that they produce a sizable amount of manure, and that it is essentially impossible to clean it all up or avoid it when walking around the back yard. And since they wanted to be with my wife, it was close to our back door. Let this be a warning to anyone who is contemplating raising geese: have them imprint on someone who is not in your household.
It’s one of my fondest memories of my life on a farm in the fifties. We also had a snake that lived in our garage-pumphouse. It would cautiously slither out for a tour of the back yard when it felt safe enough.
I saw this video at AoS the other day. Really just the title picture, but didn’t click to watch. Watching it, I think more like ObloodyHell.
I knew a lady that had ducks. They would crap everywhere. You really had to watch where you were walking when you visited. I’ll swear they produced 1.5 lbs of manure for every pound of grass they ate.
Few farm things are more entertaining than Muscovy ducks though. Once they get into conference, heads darting back and forth with all the quacking, it can be highly entertaining.
One thing though; I’ve had free-range chickens, ducks, geese, peacocks and yes, they poop a lot as they range. This explains why farmers and country folk live in rubber boots, and you almost never see one barefoot (snakes are a consideration here too). But the grass around the house is always a rich, thick, dark green, and grasshoppers and crickets and other garden-eating nuisances will never be a problem. And you will always know when someone is approaching the house, best doorbell in the world.
The great Southern writer, Flannery O’Connor, loved birds from an early age. Her first claim to fame was a trained chicken who walked backwards.
______________________________________
When I was six I had a chicken that walked backward and was in the Pathé News. I was in it too with the chicken. I was just there to assist the chicken but it was the high point in my life. Everything since has been anticlimax.
–Flannery O’Connor
[See Pathe video at link]
https://lithub.com/watch-a-young-flannery-oconnor-teaching-her-chicken-to-walk-backwards/
______________________________________
As an adult, she particularly loved peacocks and peahens and raised around 100 of them.
Anyone who hasn’t read O’Connor is in for something special, though not exactly a treat. An indelible writer.
I have a good friend whose wife raised six geese from little goslings. They did indeed imprint on her and hang out all day by the garage door. Those geese are now the size of small swans. They crap everywhere! And you wonder, “Where does it all come from.” It does seem like they poop more than they take in. The geese are also noisy. As Aggie said, they are the best doorbell, but they are also the best alarm clock. Well, the best if you intend to get up, literally, at the crack of dawn.
Not fond of geese at all, The Canadian variety are especially not welcome on golf courses where their poop is a real problem. And if your ball happens to land among them it can be a challenge trying to get to it if some are in an aggressive mood. Courses tried all sorts of solutions even up to mannequin coyotes and wolfs…..most have given up.
At least meeting a goose on the golf course is less threatening than an alligator.
}}} When I was six I had a chicken that walked backward and was in the Pathé News.
Beeeg Deeeel!!
Now, if it had been able to moonwalk…
THAT would have been impressive. 😀
}}} Courses tried all sorts of solutions even up to mannequin coyotes and wolfs…..most have given up.
Actually, as I understand, the solution to this one is well known:
Swans.
They will chase off geese, are bigger than geese, and most people find them much more attractive and graceful.
And since they are solitary (singles or a mated pair), there’s a lot less crap.
I used to be a member at a golf club that had a major Canadian geese problem. In the summer I would go out in the evening when there were very few people playing and they had one green that was by a pond and there would be like 20 geese on the green and you would just have to hit into them and watch them scatter and then deal with poop.
This club contracted with some wildlife group and transported a bunch of the geese to somewhere far away and that helped for a little while but the improvement didn’t last.
They can be a menace.
This is something.
https://twitter.com/RaheemKassam/status/1547987214923051010
I have my own “geese” story…
I happened to be doing some contract work in Arizona.
There’s a roadway which I routinely used to go from my work site to the hotel I was at — a large section of the drive went along a constructed waterway along the roadside. Strangely, it attracted geese and ducks. I guess it was on their flight path and some of the only larger bodies of water on it…
Nevertheless, I was headed back from work, doing about 45-50 along the highway (6 lanes, mind you) but not really heavy traffic, when a PAIR of geese decided to make a low takeoff run across the roadway about 40-50 feet in front of me.
No time to react, and the two were right at bumper height as they crossed the road. 😛
There was a falummmphump… as (I presume) one of them went under the car and (“bump!”) the wheels. I assumed both of them did but never saw either in the rear view mirror. Shook my head, and continued the drive back to the hotel, without stopping — it was only about another mile to a mile and a half.
So, I get out of the car to check the damage… and I get to the front and … I see the tail end of a goose sticking out of the plastic front grill. “Oh, crap… Now I’m going to probably have to pull the carcass out…”. So I take a couple pics, and suddenly…. flap flap flap flap!!!
Yes, it’s still alive.
Well, I’ve been told contact with wild birds is generally to be avoided, as they have all kinds of nasty bacteria, etc., and I damn sure don’t want to get scratched trying to get it out. So I start calling around the area to find out what to do, as I do things like press down on some of the plastic holding it in with my foot to give it some freedom so it can extract itself. Finally, two things happen:
1 — it gets free (more in a moment)
2 — I get ahold of a bird sanctuary. They tend to deal more with raptors, but they’ll send someone to get the bird, if I can keep it there. Sure. Give them the hotel address and about where it is, and where i am, and make sure they have my number once they get someone available to come by…. which happens (the individual arrives), about 90m-2h after the initial issue.
Now, as to the goose. Well, it’s clear it’s discombobulated:
a — one wing, clearly, the shoulder is dislocated, it’s raised well above the normal location.
b — the other wing is just kinda limp. It is against the body, somewhat, but ain’t moving and hangs low, dragging along the ground somewhat.
c — the neck, at least, at first, has an odd extra curve in it, like it’s got a double-hairpin in it as well as the normal curve at the top where the head is.
It also walks a few feet, then sits back down. sits there for a bit, then gets up and walks a few more feet, then sits back down. This happens for a while, but the neck straightens out, and it gets more fully mobile after about 45m after it got loose, pretty much walking without any visible difficulty.
So now it’s trying to walk somewhere — where it thinks it’s going, I don’t know. But I keep maneuvering to keep it in/near a small grassy area — kind of like a putting green — at the front of the hotel. I move to where it is headed to provide a clear block. It hisses at me, annoyed at my obstructing it, but it cannot do a lot more, with those wings. And so it tries a different direction. I keep shepherd dogging it, keeping it from straying too far, and telling occasional passersby what happened as they wonder what is up, as they go into the hotel…
Anyway, it’s starting to get dark, and finally the Bird Rescue person shows up, puts on some gloves, brings a box that can somewhat contain the goose (i.e., it won’t be able to climb out, and its motion will be restricted in general). She notes that this is her first goose (she’s the one who told me they usually deal with raptors). She hauls it off.
I called a couple weeks later to see if I could find out what happened, if it had to be put to sleep or if it was able to recover (the rescuer also told me they could do a lot with wings these days), but they said they had an official position not to answer such questions… I didn’t push, as it was just mild curiosity.
That’s my goose experience. 😀
OBloody:
The Goose Society should give you an award. If there is a Goose Society.
We call our place “The Duck Spa”. Here is a video of some of our visiting ducks.
https://youtu.be/3QK7DiNRfc8
Griffin: OMG.
If there is a Goose Society.
There is– it’s called the White House press corps. The members are loud, noisy, travel in gaggles, imprint on any Dem president/politician, attack anyone to the right of Joe Manchin, and produce copious amounts of merde d’oie.
Incidentally, someone in Idaho has it in for Branta canadensis: “A grisly and unusual wildlife crime took place in Idaho over July 4th weekend: Someone mowed down a gaggle of Canada geese — including goslings — with a vehicle, and before fleeing the scene, the perpetrator decapitated many of the birds and apparently removed their heads from the site. The Idaho Department of Fish and Game (IDFG) received a call about the geese via their Citizens Against Poaching Hotline, which members of the public can use to anonymously report wildlife violations in the state. The incident occurred on Bloomington Bottoms Road, near the city of Bloomington in Bear Lake County, according to an IDFG statement released July 8. ‘Multiple’ adult geese and goslings had been run over in three locations along the road, all within a 200-yard (183 meter) stretch.”
https://www.livescience.com/unusual-goose-decapitation-idaho
PA Cat:
Nice analogy with the press corps.
That’s a grisly story about Idaho, though.
We live near a migratory stop for Canadian geese. The late fall is like a busy airport with one flock after another circling and landing on the lake. At times, this portion of the lake looks solid with hundreds, possibly thousands, of geese.
We live about a block away from the water, so we don’t have to deal with the poop problem.
Years ago, the family would tent camp at a city park where we sailed, and first you had to find a large enough poop free spot to pitch the tent, and then pick your way to the dock. We finally gave up camping there.
We had Indian Runners (ducks) and it was quite a sight to see 15-20 of them sweeping the lawn in a perfect line, looking for dinner.
Neo–
I agree that the Idaho story is an ugly one– it may be that the perp has a personal reason for the vendetta, though. I know I mentioned US Airways Flight 1549 last week. My cousin, who recently retired as a senior captain for American Airlines, was still flying at the time that the bird strike brought down Captain Sullenberger’s plane. His comments about Canada geese as a danger to aviation would singe your eardrums. They are larger and weigh more (12 to 14 pounds on average, with the males of one subspecies clocking in at 18 pounds) than most aircraft engines are designed to withstand. Here is a link to a journal article written by the bird experts at the Smithsonian who analyzed the specimens extracted from Sullenberger’s plane and determined that they did in fact come from Canada geese:
https://repository.si.edu/bitstream/handle/10088/7872/vz_Marra_Dove_etal_proof_Frontiers_in_Ecology.pdf
Evidently the geese are considered an ongoing threat to all airports in the NYC area: over 70,000 Canada geese were intentionally killed in NYC between the Flight 1549 incident and 2017 in order to prevent a recurrence.
Opinions vary about the edibility of Canada geese. Some folks consider them tasty; one British writer, however, referred to them as “amongst the most inedible of birds.” I suppose the Great Reset honchos would like us to consider them a sustainable source of protein.
The hunters around here say it is about 50/50 on eating Canadas. It depends on what the birds have been eating. Half taste like mud.
I like goose (hus in Slovak), but duck is just about as good, and half the price or a third. We now usually get one whole duck, then two breasts – last time one duck breast & one goose breast. Most thought neither was better.
I like them MUCH better than turkey, so have them instead for feasts.
In Slovakia, there’s McDonald’s commercial with a goose chasing a guy with ?Big Mac?, ?McTasty? in a box. It’s a cute trick ending to avoid the goose and eat the burger. One quick DDG failed to see it googled up.
I was able to read that swan meat is quite edible, tasty like goose – but in many places it’s illegal to hunt and kill swans. They reproduce slowly and there are far fewer of them.
Another reason to be here today is the RIP for Monty Norman, composer of James Bond theme. Here are snippets from 25 movies – half I haven’t seen, tho. Almost all the songs I’ve heard – was surprised it was Nancy Sinatra (60s) then quite surprised near the last with Billie Eilish. Last year Neo noted how little she had heard of her, and the next week I saw her auto-bio picture book available for sale; saw another one in a magazine/ tabak store in the last month.
Bond movies made lots of hits.
(Don’t you want to hear Shirley sing “Goldfinger” again, right now?)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fudfctm6kS8
(HT https://bayourenaissanceman.blogspot.com/2022/07/a-musical-in-memoriam.html)
When I was a kid we had a pet chicken that I would put on top of my head like a hat and wear.
At the time I thought it was funny. Would not do that now, but you know how kids can be!
One of my cousin’s grown daughter had a chicken sitting on a patio table or something near the woman’s head height as she sat. The chicken suddenly pecked at her eye. She recovered, but it could have been serious.
Watching birds like chickens peck and scratch around in the yard can be relaxing, similar to watching aquarium fish, but they are near the bottom of the food chain, so there are so many potential predators.
Goslings imprinting upon a person reminded me of the charming 1996 movie “Fly Away Home”.
“Fly Away Home dramatizes the actual experiences of Bill Lishman who, in 1986, started training Canada geese to follow his ultralight aircraft, and succeeded in leading their migration in 1993 through his program “Operation Migration.” The film is also based on the experience of Dr. William J.L. Sladen, a British-born zoologist and adventurer, who aided Lishman with the migration.”
Returning to the ever popular theme of hippos and organized sports:
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/570268371573982980/sent/?invite_code=67803090199942809aecccff6c05bebf&sender=612982336690312635&sfo=1
I like goose (hus in Slovak), but duck is just about as good, and half the price or a third. We now usually get one whole duck, then two breasts – last time one duck breast & one goose breast. Most thought neither was better.
I like them MUCH better than turkey, so have them instead for feasts.
Tom Grey:
Perhaps I don’t get out enough, but I’ve never seen goose or duck for sale in America beyond Chinatown storefronts, which always looked a bit too dodgy for this round-eye.
Which is not to question your culinary judgment.