@AUTZ It is so good to see you are willing to take in lessor breeds of birds.
Your son is a budding genius as evidenced by his love of turkeys.
When I had geese, I found they refused to stay in their cute little comfy walled off area. They insisted on finding a way out. They would waddle their ugly little butts up to the chicken coop leaving a trail of squirted poop the entire distance.
Once at the coop they would mix the feed with much, poo and what ever waterfowl cooties they were carrying. They turned
me from the sweet luvable person you all know me as into a grouchy anti-goose person. Luckily I have recovered back to my normal me after a few years.
They were terrible critters. The last straw was when I was working on my truck in my shed. Minding my own business. The geese were happily harassing the turkeys, guineas and chickens. I rolled on my creeper, and reached out to pull myself out from under my truck and stuck my hand firmly into a pile of goose poop. I have no idea how they snuck in there and managed to all poop in one place, the same place I would place my hand. That was the last straw.
I sold them about 2 days later losing 5 bucks apiece on the geese. I was happy to have them gone.
Also by selling the geese I was allowed to see my grand daughters again. My daughter had declared as long as I had geese they would not be visiting....it appears she had some kind of childhood trauma caused by the geese my parents had owned.
I hope your reformatory has hig walls and a good foundation so they do not tunnel out.
After selling the geese to a guy about 50 miles from here, I started to get packages of strange white powdery substance in the mail and anonymous death threats via phone and internet, which lead me to conclude, the new owner was enjoying the geese as much as I did...