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Tales of the Raconteur: Squawk Attack [Apr. 28th, 2004|06:00 pm]
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This brings me very happy feelings. Such excellent photos from an excellent duo of Cave Hill venturers, crash666 and skinnee_pea.

The geese are aggressive.

http://www.louisville327.com/pics/duckies/goose2.jpg (Squawk Attack - Photo Link - Picture by crash666)

My dad told me of a day where he was quietly enjoying the spring weather in a park back in Michigan. The obligatory ducks and geese shared the area around the Clinton River where he walked. As he strolled closer to the river near a gaggle, he approached too close to one crazy goose.

The bird started at him, like a honking laser, or, with a honkness. Intent on defeat of my dad's 5'10, 175 lbs. of auto plant steel tendon frame, the goose began tearing at his clothing, particularly one pants-leg, wings flapping, slapping, honking.

My father is the type that does not get visibly and usually not internally frightened. The goose gave my dad a salvo of wing-slaps. After a few significant beak-tears of the clothing, with a quick-ninja reflex, he grabbed hold of the neck of the kamakaze goose. Swinging the goose in the air, he brought it down, and then snap went the bird-neck.

The gang of cheering birds scattered.

So as to gather no attention, he dragged the limp bird with him to his van. Driving as quick as possible, he returned home with covered goose body in the back. He smuggled the bird into his house, and he prepared the goose for a feast. He enjoyed the unplanned meal. It was a clean getaway.

Somewhere, a group of geese remember my dad, waiting for the day to extract revenge.

From: pernod
2004-04-28 06:50 pm (UTC)
those pics are incredible!

we used to go to a pond next to the Norfolk Botanical Gardens and feed the ducks and geese. they were so used to people that they would literally accost you. the geese in particular would run straight at you squaking, with their mouths open everytime i showed up with bread.

they were kind of scary; big bastards.

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[User Picture]From: sauce1977
2004-04-28 07:00 pm (UTC)
The size of an adult goose can sometimes span from foot to top of neck . . . well, on average-sized people, it's not uncommon to have a goose come up to the belt-line.

The geese in particular are aggressive. The behavior of them, in regards to food or territory . . . they react with sometimes harsh and determined nature.

While they don't swoop down on folks like Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds, the same shock can be felt by some upon an attack from a goose.

Ducks generally run away from all personal experience.

We had a lot of seagulls back home. I used to feed them at parks. They were bold enough, by their size on par with the ducks. They would eat fries or anything else you tossed within an arm's distance.

I couldn't hand-feed the birds, but they generally are trusting creatures with regards to food.

Geese are truly different. If The Birds happened, the geese would be the commanding generals.
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[User Picture]From: freys
2004-04-28 09:10 pm (UTC)
What a great story, hehe, sounds a bit like a Monty Python scene. XD Why let good meat go to waste?
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[User Picture]From: sauce1977
2004-04-29 05:16 am (UTC)
That's what my dad thought.

I've had squirrels bark at me.
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[User Picture]From: littlelou
2004-04-28 11:38 pm (UTC)
excellent story!
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[User Picture]From: sauce1977
2004-04-29 05:16 am (UTC)
Thank you.
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