Attack Goose Security

I currently have two geese, Halvies and Notch, who patrol our yard with a sense of duty that would make any drill sergeant proud. Their heads held high atop graceful necks, ever vigilant for the slightest difference on the 1.3 acres known as home or feather slightly out of place. I would have never thought that a grown man would flee in terror if the our goose patrol seemed taken with the notion of  gearing up for a charge. Bearing witness to some dyed in the wool "Manly Men" falling over themselves in terror, calling out with a trembling shriek I had once believed was only found in the B horror movie industry when someone realized the Hounds of Hell have given chase, day in and day out leaves little question to fear that grips their hearts. Men fear geese far more than they do the neighbors pit bulls, or loosing pride even in the eyes of whomever they might be romancing that month. 

Nowadays as you near the gate at the end of our driveway, the faint of heart can head the posted warning

CAUTION: AREA PATROLLED BY ATTACK GOOSE SECURITY COMPANY.

Birds Like Me. Birds Like You.

The more time I spend observing birds, both wild and family, the more they surprise me with behaviors that fall beyond the scope of "Bird Brained". Be it a house goose getting frustrated and impatient, stomping in a huff to the refuse bin, feverishly fishing out loose trash and in a few exaggerated motion, throwing them down to the floor, or sneaking up behind you when your focussed on a task and honking really loud, seemingly taking great delight in startling you.