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When younger, we acquired two geese. Their given names were Pinky and Blacky. They road in the baskets on our bicycles. Once, we gave them a bath. They almost drowned as we washed their natural oil off their feathers. After a time we took them back to my Great Aunt’s farm and returned them to their pond. After all these years, still think about them and how they adjusted, where they went after we left them floating. My poor mother could have earned her nurse’s degree she bandaged and saved them so often.