background: The local feedstore had 3 geese which were special ordered for a client. When the geese came in, the client refused them and the geese remained at the feedstore. When nobody bought the geese (months later) the feedstore held a raffle in order to find the geese new homes. In order to be entered into the raffle all you needed to do was spend $10 -- which isn't hard to do when a bale of alfalfa is close to $20!! So, I tossed my name in the hat and was blown away when they pulled my name. Growing up my mom always said, geese were mean, so it took a little bit of work to overcome the knee jerk reaction, and I'm so glad I did. The feedstore told me the goose was an Buff Tufted Goose. Well, it only took one picture of a Buff Tufted Goose to convince me, the feedstore didn't get what they thought they did. I'm thinking American Buff. We named the goose, Gerrymander, mainly because we have a cat named Filibuster. Here are a few pictures of the dear. We are enjoying 'him' a lot more than I ever thought a goose could be enjoyed.