It wasn't just the obvious veterinary intervention on her injured leg, it was the way she looked at me.
Her eyes had a softness to them that I haven't seen in other wild geese. She was curious, probably wondering if I had any food for her. And she wasn't afraid. She came very close to me on her own.
She got around really well with her little stump on the soft sand.
She may have felt comfortable around me, but she was by no means tame. She hissed at me and my dog while investigating my belongings. I let her investigate. I didn't try to pet her.
She wasn't hanging around any other geese. I don't know much about the family structures of Canada Geese, but I never see them alone.
She wasn't completely alone, however. There were ducks. One of them who had a limp seemed to feel comfortable sharing space with her.
She hung around for a little bit longer, checking the water's edge for things to eat.
I wish there was a way to tell the team who rehabilitated her that she is doing ok. Maybe someone will see the youtube video and recognize her.
Some people who were lounging around in inner tubes and on the beach along the water's edge were calling her Patrick.
Clearly her name was Peggy.
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