These Canadian geese were waddling away from me as fast as their legs could move. Was it something I said? Yes, probably, since they’ve been hanging out in my neighborhood, pooping all over the street and making an infernal racket – I wasn’t murmuring sweet nothings as I walked toward them, of that you can be certain.
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Awww, soon they’re going to be on their way south and you’ve got to know what that means. Looks like you’ve got nice places for them to hang out. I can’t entirely blame them.
They must have decided they needed a rest in that field. Of one thing you can be certain in a few days they will be gone south….