It’s gosling season. This family has been hanging around my work for the last several days, presumably overnighting under one of the shrubs or maybe in the drainage pond at the bottom of the property which has been quite full as of late. Sometimes they even come peck at the door.
If they like, I have a couple of clients I wouldn’t mind if they came over and hissed at. But so far no such luck.
Spawns of satan