Parley hopped out of bed, his face alight with excitement. He rushed past his siblings, eager to greet the day and lend a helping hand wherever he could. The smell of breakfast wafted through the house as he hurried outside, his boots thudding softly on the porch.
Parley joined his father and siblings, happily carrying feed buckets and laughing as the goats nuzzled his fingers. "Dad, can I help with the duck pond today?" he asked, bouncing on his toes.
His father smiled, ruffling Parley's hair and passing him a small shovel. Parley felt proud, knowing he was part of the rhythm of the farm.
Parley helped his mother knead dough, giggling as flour dusted his nose. The kitchen buzzed with energy as siblings argued playfully over cookie shapes. "Mom, can I help crack the eggs?" Parley chimed in, eager to learn all that he could.
His mother nodded, smiling at his enthusiasm as he carefully tapped the eggs and watched the yolks slip into the bowl.
Everyone gathered, excitement buzzing in the air as the new life emerged. Parley leaned in, his eyes wide at the sight of the fluffy goslings. One little gosling caught his attention—it nibbled curiously at his finger and seemed to pick him out from the crowd. "Dad, can I keep this one and take care of it?" Parley pleaded, hope shining in his eyes.
Baby Nibbles[/@ch_2] waddles behind Parley, mimicking his every move. The afternoon sun warms the pond, where dragonflies flit and frogs croak from the banks.]
Baby Nibbles became Parley's constant companion, following him through chores and play alike. Parley built a little shelter for his new friend, feeding and caring for him every day. "You're my best friend, Nibbles," he said, grinning as the baby goose nestled into his lap.
Parley[/@ch_1] and Nibbles, now a proud grown goose, swim side by side. Wildflowers bloom along the banks, and the golden evening light bathes the scene in warmth.]
Nibbles stayed by Parley's side, no matter how big he grew. Together, they explored the fields, raced through tall grasses, and shared quiet moments by the water. "I never knew a pet could be such a good friend," Parley mused, watching Nibbles glide across the pond. The bond between them was unbreakable, and every day brought new adventures.
Parley[/@ch_1] sits beside Nibbles on a grassy hill, watching fireflies flicker in the dusk.]
As the stars appear overhead, Parley reflects on the joy his friend has brought him. The farm feels even more like home with Nibbles by his side, and he knows that sometimes, the very best friends are the ones with feathers and a happy heart.
