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Geese cannot pick up their young and take flight, lifting them into the air; all they can do is swim, carrying the goslings through the water atop their backs. First-year geese have a survival rate of 50-70 percent. Geese mate for life and love their young fiercely. They are quite emotional creatures. Three geese sitting atop posts like sentinelsĀ  watch as two goslings below the dam swim against the tide crashing into the falling water over and over fighting to get back to where they were. No way to go but down. They settle on a rocky clearing above the water, tired and wet, shaking the water off of their backs—unaware. The mother goose looks at me and calls to meĀ  (we don’t share a language— but I understand her desperate cry for help). She lays down flat on the post, despondent and resigned. The flock comes to her and surrounds her. I cannot look away or leave; we are bearing witness. Cruelest world takes life every day, and sometimes there is nothing we can do but watch.
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Mar 7, 2025

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I like this!
Mar 8, 2025
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@KAYLAS_LAZULI thank youuuuu!!!!! ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
Mar 8, 2025
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omg have u watched The Wild Robot yet
Mar 7, 2025
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@PICKLEDLUYA oh my god no 😭 is it going to destroy me????
Mar 7, 2025
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@TATERHOLE yes! it is about geese!
Mar 7, 2025
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@PICKLEDLUYA god okay I will see if my bestie wants to watch it with me because I need to watch movies and cry with her lol ā¤ļø
Mar 7, 2025
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gm tater thank u for getting me in my feelings about geese so early in the day 🫔
Mar 7, 2025
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@WORLDONFIRE good morning my queen I’m getting into my feelings about it too but at least we can feel it together in this moment šŸ˜­ā¤ļøšŸ«‚
Mar 7, 2025
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