Mr. and Mrs. Goose returned some time around the first of March. When they began showing up I was pleased to see them again and began bringing out cracked corn each time they returned.
All was well up until a couple of days ago when a second pair of geese landed in the pond and there was a flurry of interaction between the two pairs of geese.
Later that afternoon only Mr. Goose returned. Mrs. Goose had flown off with the other pair and abandoned him.
He came just before dark and called and called for her and she did not answer. I stood in the yard with him as it grew dark while he called over and over again. His voice was like the sound a saxophone with a split reed makes. His cry brought tears to my eyes because no one answered him. It was a lonely, sorrowful, heartbreaking squawking cry and he repeated it over and over before he flew away alone.
This morning a single goose flew overhead I heard it honking and looked out the window. Mr. Goose has not come for corn today. I hope he comes back.
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