Since moving to Illinois I have noticed the incredible number of ponds and lakes. They seem to be everywhere we go. It seemed nice at first until recently when I realized the problem that comes with this beautiful landscape. The Canadian Goose. They are literally everywhere here. Grocery store parking lots, rooftops, sidewalks, grassy knolls, wherever you look you see goose. 
It may sound lovely at first. But you don't know them like I do. These aren't the geese of Roklin who run away at the sight of my little poodle, Buster. No, these geese are brash, even rude. I've been hissed at, glared at, and intimidated by these creatures just for walking by them! They will even attack their own kind.
Not only are they scary, they are incredibly noisy. I get woken up on a daily basis by their demon chorus. Also I can't take a step without having to dodge their vestiges of having been there. (poop)
I haven't endured an attack yet but I feel that its just a matter of time before they find me in a moment of vulnerability. I am not a fan of geese.
Disclaimer: Brady wanted me to note that he actually likes the geese, he thinks they're cute.
4 comments:
eeek. that first one looks vicious!
at least you haven't been pooped on yet. I would imagine they pack quite a punch!
how was your Chicago outing yesterday?
Wow lots of impressive vocabulary and excellent descriptions-- you wouldn't happen to have English on your mind would you?
Ashlin, you may have subconious fears that have surfaced due to an early childhood encounter with a goose that tried to bite you while feeding ducks at a pond in San Lorenzo!
Ashlin, you want to know what I did to deal with those peskey geese? Me and a few other guys would herd them like cattle and try and rope them. It was lots of fun. We never got one, but we were very close.
Dustin
P.S. Happy Birthday!!!!
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