Acquired: Rescue / shelter group
Long Beach, New York, United States
Posted Nov 03, 2015
I was a young teenager and we moved from New York City to Maine and the first things my parents did was buy a chicken, a duck, a turkey and a goose. They all lived together in the chicken coop.We mostly kept them as pets (until Thanksgiving when the Turkeys turned into dinner). The goose was the leader of the pack, she would hang out with the duck mostly. I was a young punk kid and I would chase Daffy around the yard. She would in turn get upset dip her head and charge at me full speed and try to nibble at me. She was not a fan of me but I was a fan of hers. She had such a vivacious personality. She was very fond of my father, she would him actually pet her. The only time she let me touch her is after a round of chasing eachother and she was too tired to care. I may have been a jerk but I was a kid and I loved her! RIP DAFFY!