Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Geese



Remember those geese we got last spring? Well, they're all grown up now, and all five are roaming the property, snipping weeds from around the banana trees and terrorizing intruders.

But they've developed a rather odd habit of showing up every morning at the back playroom window, where they peck at the cats and children through the glass. They don't seem to pay us much mind when we're outdoors, unless someone is carrying a bucket they suspect might contain corn. But there is something about that see-through barrier that fascinates them.

One gander has taken to vibrating his bill against the glass. Alex swears he's trying to drill his way through.

We've owned -and still own - a lot of animals. But I've never seen anything quite like this. I'm not sure I care for it, because if you try to ignore their window-drumming, they start honking like mad.

The corgis, tired of having their ears pulled, won't even attempt to chase the geese away, not even when I demand it. So my mission to acquire poultry big enough to intimidate the dogs has worked a little too well. Not only are the dogs no longer killing chickens, they are orthophobic in general and won't go anywhere near anything with wings.

UPDATED FOR MITZIBEL:

Here's a picture of Lucas with "Best Friend." (You'll want to click to enlarge.)

When he got the snake, he exclaimed, "This is my best friend!'" When we asked him what he was going to name it, he said, "Best Friend."

Of course, then he wanted to name the new parrot we got best friend, and proclaimed the cats best friends, too.

Who says homeschooled kids aren't well socialized. *wink*




9 comments:

mitzibel said...

I can't wait to get my little 'un out to a big enough place to have animals for her to play with (she caught her first chicken before she turned 2). As it is, at the moment she's in love with her "bugs", a jar full of Eastern Black Swallowtail caterpillars that were formerly destroying her grandmother's dill crop. She's been shunning her much beloved Yellow Bunny at bedtime, sleeping instead with her tiny arms wrapped around a mason jar with holes in the lid.
Of course, all that shaking and jostling has done a few of the caterpillars in, but that's why we have parakeets.

Morgan said...

"She's been shunning her much beloved Yellow Bunny at bedtime, sleeping instead with her tiny arms wrapped around a mason jar with holes in the lid."

Aaaah! That reminds me of Lucas and his "Best Friend," a greenish rat snake.

Morgan said...

He doesn't curl up with the snake at night, but he loves it. He and Alex are always bringing in snails, insects, etc. Their dad encourages them. He brought home a praying mantis yesterday. We named it Zorak and released it in the orchid room.

Shrubbery said...

Geese are evil creatures...they're freakin mean.

That Cleaning Lady said...

I wonder, are the geese perhaps seeing their reflection in the glass and trying to kiss the birdy? Neat that your boy names all his pets best friend, better than "dinner", the name my uncle gave all his calves.

Morgan said...

Shrub, the geese are keeping the kid in good shape. The kids chase the geese to one end of the property and the geese chase them back.

Morgan said...

"Neat that your boy names all his pets best friend, better than "dinner", the name my uncle gave all his calves. "

*grin* I guess that's one way to keep things in perspective.
One of our first corgis, Sport, was such a terror as a puppy that we called him the "little bastard." We didn't realize how quickly our then-toddler daughter was progressing in her speech until one day a visiter asked her, "What's your puppy's name?" and she said, "Little Bastard."
We only called him Sport after that.

Morgan said...

"I wonder, are the geese perhaps seeing their reflection in the glass and trying to kiss the birdy?"

I don't think it's the reflection, because they only come to the glass if they see us. The playroom opens into the kitchen so if they even see one of us in there they come running.

El Borak said...

"better than 'dinner', the name my uncle gave all his calves."

My kids occasionally named future meals after people they knew, which could be a little embarassing when neighbors R.B. and Hazel ask the kids the names of their pigs and the answer comes back, "R.B. and Hazel."