Mrs Gooserson had a mate for the last nine years. Come spring time she would lay her eggs in the dogloo, approximately 12, and she would brood. Rarely coming out for 2 months she would finally emerge looking worn and torn. No babies ever followed.
Her man died some 6 months ago. Not sure why as his body was intact with no damage. Geese can live to be 20 years old so I'm assuming being a captive goose 9 years was pretty old.
Springtime came and Mrs Gooserson started to lay. Knowing there was no way the eggs were fertile I started to collect them. No use in letting her go through the two months of torture as it is very hot in that dogloo in summer. As they started to build up I wasn't quite sure what to do.
It was around Easter so I started to give them away to people who still dyed eggs. I gave them to anyone who would take them from me. Satisfied that her 12 eggs were laid and gone I figured I had dodged that bullet until next year.
I went on vacation and came back to four eggs in the Dogloo. come to find out a goose can lay up to 100 eggs a year. Not so sure Mrs Gooserson has that in her as she is 9 years old but she is still laying.
So I did it. For the first time in all of these years I ate a goose egg. Scrambled of course. eating a raw yolk of the goose egg was too much for my first time. As you can see by the picture on top it was about the same amount as three regular eggs.
Not bad. A little dry as I scrambled it to death but like a regular egg. my husband however is a different story . I guess I will be eating goose eggs alone as he has made my pinky promise NEVER to feed him goose eggs. Hee Hee.....
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