A Man and a Goose
Story Time – Revenge of The Goose with the Golden Eggs ~Peter’s Fables

Eby Update

Other than a grounding molt, Eby’s doing great and has shown no inclination to leave. And why would she when she has everything, I think, a goose could want. A smorgasbord of cracked corn, poultry feed, bird seed, and a field to graze, a private pond with a dock to curl up on at night, and story time.

Peter’s Fables, from the chapter, Beware the Reckoning

Revenge of The Goose with the Golden Eggs

There once was a goose who laid golden eggs. Not really. But rather a foolish countryman who, in typical humanistic greed and self-entitlement, imagined such an absurdity. Covetous as he was, cut open the goose thinking to get at once all the gold the goose could give. When the geese and all the other fowl and all the other animals heard of this senseless, murderous, selfish act, they formed a rebellion, #earthlingsmatter.

Geese, ducks, buzzards, vultures, crows, ravens, pigeons, doves, and all manner of birds flew up and circled over the man’s cottage and crops. Day after day they turned the light to night, dropping their dung upon his head. While they did this, the pollinators no longer pollinated his fields, and the animals on the ground freed the man’s slaves and captive horses, oxen, pigs, cows, and chickens. And his crops, with no sunlight to grow them, died.

And so the greedy man had no provisions for the winter, and so he starved of hunger and died of insanity.

“Greed oft o’er reaches itself.”

17 Comments

  1. Oh, for that story to become reality makes me smile. Glad to see Eby is thriving! She knows a good partnership when she sees one.

    Incidentally, have you heard of Joe Hutto? I highly recommend his books, as well as both PBS Nature shows about his relationship with wild animals (turkey, mule deer). Be well, Peter, and happy summering!

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    1. I have not heard of Joe Hutto, but I will at your recommendation, see what I might find.

      Happy summering to you and yours as well. By the way, we’re having Houston like heat here and more promised, so nothing to be envious of the north about. If you ever were. 🙂

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      1. Hello Peter,
        Thank you for sharing beautiful Eby. I enjoyed the story very much too.
        I don’t want to interrupt your conversation, but if you’re interested, there is a very good documentary of Joe Hutto here:

        I enjoyed it so much, I ordered a BluRay delivered here to support his work 🙂
        Best wishes,
        Takami

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        1. I just watched the first few minutes of Joe Hutto’s Life as a Turkey, and will definitely watch it in its entirety, tonight perhaps. Thank you, Takami, for the link. And, you are always welcome into any conversation here. Drop in anytime.

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  2. Indeed, but at some stage an interest in a male goose might well arise.
    I like the myth, and should write another about a goose, hunted for her golden-egg-laying ability, that lays an egg on the hunter — with deadly aim from a considerable height.

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    1. She was rather disagreeable with everyone but me during the spring mating season. Perhaps because she has no mate. Although I’ll miss her, she’s free to pursue her life wherever that might take her. But always welcome here, her mate and brood as well. Thanks for stopping by.

      BTW, like your story idea.

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      1. Welcoming the whole family reminds me of a pair of Egyptian Geese that adopted the school swimming pool as their habitat, and a special section was cordoned off for them while the chicks were growing up. They were even permitted to attend galas, with hilarious results – lining up to start a race with a goose next to you that is preparing to dive into the lane alongside makes it interesting!

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        1. That’s welcoming news the pair were allowed their space to raise their chicks. And they attended the swimming galas! I can imagine the enjoyable experience. Egyptian Geese, the first I’ve heard of such, are quite beautiful and with their particular coloring about their eyes are unique, I think. Thanks for the comment.

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  3. A well spun “fable our times”, Peter. You have soundly couched the tale in a timely vegan-rich theme. In fact, your tale very much reminded me of James Thurber’s Fables For Our Time (1939).
    Very cool to revisit Eby The Great and to recall meeting her while visiting last Autumn in the faunal and floral ecology that surrounds your wonderful home — we share the Houston-like ambient temperatures and Ohio Valley humidity that have likewise recently arrived here.
    A link to Thurber:
    https://archive.org/details/fablesforourtime00thur

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    1. James Thurber’s Fables For Our Time must make it on my reading list. BTW, I’m halfway through Momo. Yes, I’m slow I know, it is as if something or someone steals my time. I like the tale and read a bit of it every night. Its moral is certainly meant for me, though its implementation is quite another. 🙂

      We must plan another get-together soon, my friend.

      Stay cool.

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      1. Here is one ‘o the fables, a personal favorite. They are all a single page in length, so scarcely longer than Revenge of The Goose with the Golden Eggs. Only 26 individually numbered lines 🙂

        “The Rabbits Who Caused All The Trouble”:

        https://www.pf.jcu.cz/stru/katedry/aj/doc/The_Rabbits_Thurber.pdf

        Another get-together is planning-stage-ready, my good friend — here, there or anywhere in between.

        The ambient air temperature may dip into the upper 80’s by next Saturday. Good library-visiting weather!

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        1. I like it, the fable. But please, don’t publicize it lest the “wolves” (flesh-eaters) blame us lettuce-eaters and carrot-nibblers for the doom of climate change that they more than anyone helps precipitate.

          While you’re always welcome, we’re a bit stir-crazy here — work, eat, and sleep, (repeat indefinitely) and itching to go. Let me see what I might manage within the next few weeks, and I’ll email you.

          Heat index 105 this afternoon. How lovely. But then, of course, temperature extremes provide me a secure livelihood. It’s a love-hate relationship you might say.

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