For the past few mornings, we've had the pleasure of some new neighbors in the park across the street. At first there were only a dozen, followed by another dozen on Saturday. By this morning, we counted 52.
Mama goose was very cautious about her goslings getting to near me; and she would hiss at me, which was pretty funny. But I just looked away from her, and put more seed down, and she'd peck at it.
Meanwhile, Rocco just sits and cries at home; wanting desperately to run and play with them. But I just tell him, "No, they will peck your eyes out!"
I know the interest and the love will soon wear thin once the scent of their poo lingers across the road to my window. But until then, I will admire them, and from time to time, I will even feed them. I may even bring the beast over to play with them, just to stop him from crying.