- Apr 8, 2010
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About 15 minutes ago I went outside to feed my "Welcoming Committee" and noticed I was one short. I looked in the back yard and found a pile of feathers and one of my dogs with her wing in her mouth. She was my favorite as she had pink feet and bill, never bit me and always let me hold and love on her. She was my 1st year Anniversary present as well as my Birthday present this year. She was my second goose but Jesse's first love (my first goose). She loved it when I brought cantaloupe and mango peels and was the first to tell the others how slices of cold watermelon tastes. I would sit on my stool and watch her play in her pool and she would get excited when I bit off apple pieces and gave the to her. It is strange I know to be grieving over a goose, and many do not understand it. I am sorry if I am rambling on but if anyone would understand my feelings now, I know it would be my friends on here.
A picture of my beloved Zerelda James
A picture of my beloved Zerelda James
