Goosey Gander

This little fellow has a sad story to tell...

I went to my local Petsmart to get some litter and visit the cat shelter to talk about volunteering. As I was leaving the cat center, this old woman walked up to me and handed me this crumpled up Chik-Fil-A bag (oh the irony of it), in it was a squeaking, squirming Canadian gossling or baby goose. The old lady said she just found it in the parking lot IN the bag. The family was no where to be found. I went to the vet to see if there was anything I could do for it. They reccomended I take it to the wildlife rescue center. After a long and crazy road trip into the middle of richy butthole land, I found the center and left the gossling in good hands, but not before getting some pictures.

That was a fun Saturday....