And Then There Were Four

You would think that the geese at work would have learned their lesson after our last encounter, but no they did not and now they have brought along another pair with them for back up. Just like some humans, they make the same mistake over and over again until they get tired of the consequences and then they finally make a different choice. Hopefully today after I chase them off they won’t come back

Is it really too much to ask that I be able to go to the bathroom in peace without having to chase off these long-neck varmints? And why do they have to honk so loud when they see me? Who are they warning? There is no one in this part of the inner city to come to their aide. If you ask me I think they are rather dramatic. The good thing is that since I have set boundaries with them, they complain, but move away from me. I scared them enough last time that they know the attack mode won’t work with me. Doc taught me the importance of having boundaries when I was just a puppy and in a situation like this, they certainly come in handy.

Doc thinks they are nesting back there. That makes me question their parenting skills. It doesn’t seem like a very safe place to raise baby goslings. The closest body of water to us is a small pond across a busy road in the National Resources Park at The Ohio State Fair Grounds. I certainly hope they don’t have their babies over here. Then I will feel like it’s my responsibility to try and keep them safe since their parents don’t appear to be making good choices. Like I don’t have enough to do. Oh well, after all I am a therapy dog, I guess I could add a few little bird babies to my caseload.