Rusty Intros Maria Goose

Hey, Rusty here. Please excuse me **crunch, crunch** if I eat and talk at the same time but Jan has just gotten around to feeding us. I don't know why she **crunch, crunch** thinks it's more important to walk with the dogs before breakfast. We could die of starvation while they're gone.

I've finished breakfast now. I tried to chew quietly, but I hope you didn't have your speakers turned up too loud.

Oh, okay, Cotton has just reminded me that Jan and the dogs don't get to eat first either. So maybe I'll forgive her. But she better not dawdle, or pass out from hunger, or trip over the sidewalk again. Cause next time she might have to crawl home and that would mean we'd have to wait much longer to eat.

I have an unusual video for you today. It's about a Toulouse goose named Maria and her best friend Dominic, a human. Maria is a very devoted friend.


If the video doesn't play, click here.

We had a bad thunderstorm last night, preceded by high winds. When Jan heard the noise, she thought it was a downpour. It wasn't, so she rushed the dogs outside for their last potty break of the night. Then she stood in the doorway and watched the wind blowing the trees and snapping off branches. The ones hitting the metal roof of the shed next door sounded like large branches but this morning she saw they had been pieces of branches. The dog pen was littered. Sam tried to help Jan pick up the twigs and small branches, but Jan kept taking them away from him before he could eat them. Spoiled his fun!

What really startled her was watching all kinds of small litter blowing down the street with a cloud of dust chasing it. Kind of like a debris parade for a minute.

Jan has been enjoying our break and working on other projects. We don't know why she's been busy working up a sweat. We've all been busy napping through it.

And I'm still racing past the dogs to get out the door before Jan can stop me. It's really fun to go outside, eat grass and survey the neighborhood from my personal domain - my cathouse. Jan claims it's a doghouse, but not a one of the dogs will enter it, and I've claimed it by putting my scent on the doorway, so it's my cathouse!

It's cooler today, but we're expecting more bad storms. If you're in the line of storms, be safe.