Some background: A little over two months ago my goose was in the 10x10 dog pen where she used to sleep at night. I had just bought 10 guinea keets, about 3 weeks old, and not knowing any better they were out in the dog pen with her. Things were fine for two nights, but on the third evening a fox got in and killed 8 of the keets. The other 2 got out and were killed within a couple days of their escape, one by my dog. In any case, the killing of the keets happened with goose also inside of the pen. What that is like for a goose, I don't know. She wasn't fond of the keets so maybe she was glad to see them go. Maybe (likely) she was terrified.
I've had this goose since she was a day old. She'd only started sleeping outside a week or so before that. Prior to that she was sleeping in a plastic tote in my bedroom closet, although she spent her days in the dog pen when I wasn't home until she started flying. I began having her sleep outside because she was big enough to jump out of the tote, and also started being a pain about wanting to go in there.
After the guinea massacre, I set up a wire dog kennel inside the house and that is where she has been sleeping since (over two and a half months now). In the meantime, I got more keets and worked on constructing as predator proof a coop and run as I could, which is what I have now. It is a two story structure with the coop being on the top floor and ~3x6 goose house on the bottom. The goose house has a small window on the door that leads to the yard. It also has a door with no window that lowers into a ramp into the run, and then one of the entire short ends opens up as a third door to aid in cleaning.
I am confident in the construction of the structure, as well as the security measures I have taken on the run. The guineas (and now some chicks too) have been sleeping in the coop for two weeks and using the run since this past Sunday. Tonight was my first night putting goose out in her house. DH has been pressuring me to move her out there and I felt like I was running out of excuses.
It only lasted two and a half hours. I had to let the dog out one last time before heading to bed and decided to go check on her. When I put her out there I thought she might be more comfortable with the ramp to the run down. She was standing on the ramp looking around the run. I opened the door to her house and she came in to me and climbed on my lap, muttering. I could tell she wanted to go back to her dog kennel. I sat with her for a bit, stroking her and talking to her. I closed the ramp to the run, got up, and closed the door thinking maybe she would feel more secure with all the doors shut. Then I started second guessing myself and five seconds later she was following me back to the house and is now in her dog crate snuggled up for bed.
I want her to be comfortable. I am afraid that the one small window on the door might mean it is too dark (and scary) in there. Then again, I feel like the fewer windows for a fox to possibly harass her through, the better. Also, I have straw down in her house (I have a big bale that I need to use up then I might switch to something else) but in her dog crate I use a towel and get her a fresh towel every day, so maybe the bedding change is stressful. In her dog crate she also has some toys hanging, but I plan to move out there by this weekend.
I suspect I am overreacting and just need to use tough love and not feel bad for her out there. I now this post is much longer than necessary but I am attached to her and she imprinted on me when she was a baby, so I do feel obligated to continue earning her trust.
I'm sure after a few nights she will get used to being out there. The dog crate thing has been her routine for over half of her life now...
I just need some encouragement, suggestions (about the bedding, windows, and anything else), to not feel like a crazy goose lady. I feel like I need to sleep out there with her for a few nights until she gets used to it. Don't worry, I won't lol. I am not a parent but I think this is how some aspects of parenting must feel.
I've had this goose since she was a day old. She'd only started sleeping outside a week or so before that. Prior to that she was sleeping in a plastic tote in my bedroom closet, although she spent her days in the dog pen when I wasn't home until she started flying. I began having her sleep outside because she was big enough to jump out of the tote, and also started being a pain about wanting to go in there.
After the guinea massacre, I set up a wire dog kennel inside the house and that is where she has been sleeping since (over two and a half months now). In the meantime, I got more keets and worked on constructing as predator proof a coop and run as I could, which is what I have now. It is a two story structure with the coop being on the top floor and ~3x6 goose house on the bottom. The goose house has a small window on the door that leads to the yard. It also has a door with no window that lowers into a ramp into the run, and then one of the entire short ends opens up as a third door to aid in cleaning.
I am confident in the construction of the structure, as well as the security measures I have taken on the run. The guineas (and now some chicks too) have been sleeping in the coop for two weeks and using the run since this past Sunday. Tonight was my first night putting goose out in her house. DH has been pressuring me to move her out there and I felt like I was running out of excuses.
It only lasted two and a half hours. I had to let the dog out one last time before heading to bed and decided to go check on her. When I put her out there I thought she might be more comfortable with the ramp to the run down. She was standing on the ramp looking around the run. I opened the door to her house and she came in to me and climbed on my lap, muttering. I could tell she wanted to go back to her dog kennel. I sat with her for a bit, stroking her and talking to her. I closed the ramp to the run, got up, and closed the door thinking maybe she would feel more secure with all the doors shut. Then I started second guessing myself and five seconds later she was following me back to the house and is now in her dog crate snuggled up for bed.
I want her to be comfortable. I am afraid that the one small window on the door might mean it is too dark (and scary) in there. Then again, I feel like the fewer windows for a fox to possibly harass her through, the better. Also, I have straw down in her house (I have a big bale that I need to use up then I might switch to something else) but in her dog crate I use a towel and get her a fresh towel every day, so maybe the bedding change is stressful. In her dog crate she also has some toys hanging, but I plan to move out there by this weekend.
I suspect I am overreacting and just need to use tough love and not feel bad for her out there. I now this post is much longer than necessary but I am attached to her and she imprinted on me when she was a baby, so I do feel obligated to continue earning her trust.
I'm sure after a few nights she will get used to being out there. The dog crate thing has been her routine for over half of her life now...
I just need some encouragement, suggestions (about the bedding, windows, and anything else), to not feel like a crazy goose lady. I feel like I need to sleep out there with her for a few nights until she gets used to it. Don't worry, I won't lol. I am not a parent but I think this is how some aspects of parenting must feel.