02/06/2026
We’ve now got geese in Woolly Woods, Meg is responsible for feeding the geese, chickens & ducks. Bruce the goose is the biggest, with a neck that stretches just a little too far and an appetite that stretches even further. Every morning, Meg Mouse carefully prepare breakfast: sweet grains, fresh greens, and the occasional slice of nice bread, arranged neatly on her little wooden tray. She always calls out, “Wait just a moment! I’m bringing it!” As Bruce the Goose didn’t want to wait until the chickens got fed.
“Bruce! I haven’t finished yet! Wait your turn. Meg squeaked, clutching the bread from the tray.
The goose simply blinked his round eye, let out a loud, honking HONK!, and leaned further in. With one quick dart, he snatched a whole slice of bread right out of Meg’s paws.
Meg sighed, shaking her head. “I see patience isn’t on the menu today.”
Bruce just gave a happy wiggle, ate his fill, and waddled away—proud, full, and absolutely certain that the best meals are the ones you don’t have to wait for. Good job I wasn’t feeding him I’d have had my hands around his neck telling him if he did that again he’d be off to the butchers. 🫢