The farm geese would lift their heads from the feeding trough and look up into the skies and listen to the call of their wild cousins. For the first time in their lives, they would become animated and begin running, as best they could, around their enclosure. They would attempt, with all the energy they could muster, to fly. But their gluttonous diet and life of luxury meant that they had grown far too fat to become airborne. And then, just as quickly as the commotion had started, the wild geese would be gone. The fattened farm geese would watch them briefly, put their heads back down, and
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