The Christmas Goose

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It’s early in the morning and I’m sleeping soundly. My neighbor Tom calls and says that he has geese on his pond. “Let’s blast them.”

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I was now up with adrenalin, got dressed, grabbed Jeb from out of bed, got our Beretta shotguns and a box of Black Cloud BB’s and was at his house in just five-minutes. My fire-fighter son would have been proud of my rapid response timing.

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We stalked the tree line along the stream and came up over the dam face to the pond. A flock of geese took off-from the partially open and frozen water, requiring to fly overhead to avoid a hedgerow of mature white pine.

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It was over in an instant, with Tom, Evan, Jeb and I bagging our limit of two birds each. Tom’s golden retriever Strider was employed to bring in the geese from the water. It’s always a treat to watch a well trained dog ploy his hard-wired craft.

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Jeb works the shoreline as we gather our quarry.

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Now to the barn for the processing of the birds. Tom’s latest addition to his farm includes pygmy goats and a black angus.

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Jeb breasts-out a goose, by first plucking the chest feathers, then cutting and pulling away the skin to expose the breast. A few slices later yields two sizable breasts, ready for rinsing and packaging.

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Joshua and my wife Michelle have a particularly nice crock-pot recipe that the family likes.

Thank you Tom for the wake-up call! Great way to spend the early morning for the start of Christmas week.

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