I woke up abruptly this morning when a car hit the goose. And before I could even pull down the curtains to see how it happened, the car was gone. Arrrrgghh! Such is life I suppose. Fortunately, the damage was pretty minimal. Above the rear-driver side wheel are some tiny scrapes and a couple small white dens which leads me to believe that it was a white car that dinged the van.
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LIFE WITH THE GOOSE
For about a year and a half I chose to live in my minivan, which was affectionately named "The Golden Goose." This blog serves as a record of that experience.