Goslings!
- Crone

- Apr 28
- 1 min read
Another attempt to see the kingfisher––I sort of did as he flashed past twice. Then I caught some movement in my peripheral vision...
I felt honoured that the parents led their charges past quite close to me.

As I was sitting there, I heard a spine-chilling sound in the woods––as though an animal were being mauled by a tiger! I turned and suddenly a muntjac burst through the scrub, saw me, and plunged into and across the water, lightning fast. A second stopped in the scrub, saw me and turned back, then started barking from under the trees.
The second had horns; but as for the first, it was gone so quickly. I assume it was two males in a dispute... unless both were fleeing something more frightening than me...

The goslings are good swimmers. Your muntjac story is mysterious!