Our Christmas Goose

We bought a goose for Christmas from a farmer on one of the islands. A LIVE one, that is. The farmer told us we wouldn’t need to clip her wings because she never flew. We named her “Christmas Dinner” and she lived outside with our chickens. Unfortunately, she refused to eat the weight-enhancing pellets i bought her and refused to eat anything at all. A few days later she flew away.

There are rumors of a wild goose around our town and I have been walking around in search of her. But no luck. Not for us anyway.


Andrew Jones launched his first internet space in 1997 and has been teaching on related issues for the past 20 years. He travels all the time but lives between Wellington, San Francisco and a hobbit home in Prague.


  • Kris says:

    I’m glad she got away! Fly goose fly!!! How would you have gone about killing her???

  • andrew says:

    ahhh . . . another vegetarian comments.
    good question, Kris. i am not too sure how. chickens are easier but a big goose would have taken some thought.
    dont have to worry about it now though.

  • Paul Roberts says:

    Ah, that would be “Lassie” the homing-goose. She’s well-known in Orkney folk-law. She always flies home, just before the Christmas season. How much did you say you paid for her?

  • Mike says:

    Ahhhh. The goose that got away.

  • I’m having visions of “Hot Fuzz”…

  • Jonny says:

    chasing the wild goose … yes! the old celtic monks would love that.

  • That would be deconstructing the statement…
    “off on a wild goose chase”.
    xo i’ll pray for an awesome STEAK for ya all!!!

  • On the farm of the family that adopted my aunt they bought some ducks to raise for dinner. The three farm dogs adopted the ducks who spend all of the day in their dugout. When the dogs go on the prowl, they take these fattened and out of shape ducks with them. It is an odd sight to see three dogs and four ducks walking slowly down the road seeing what trouble they can get into.
    On the same farm are some geese who the dogs hate. They don’t kill them or hunt them but do like the torment them. Those geese are not so lucky as the ducks. They are eaten on a regular basis.

  • My money is on the goose. But then, so is yours! Have a wonderful (if gooseless) Christmas. — Chuck

  • Lori says:

    This reminds me of the scene in the movie Babe, when the goose flew the coop so to speak. And the scene in Christmas Story, after the dogs eat the turkey. Maybe it’s a sign that you and your family should eat out at a chinese restraunt on Christmas;-)

  • churchless says:

    Yes, we to had an ’emerging’ Xmas crisis yesterday when our advent candles nearly burnt the house down. My son (Sam) posted a pic of it on my blog instead of putting it out!

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