Let’s take the p 1 5 5 out of hiss.
Hubby and I were walking through the park yesterday afternoon and had to pass a few ducks and geese on the way back.
As on the marina, Maggie doesn’t bother with these feathered rotund quackers or the honkers of the grey, white and black plumage.
Photo: Canada geese breeding ground from the river March 2015
The ducks are used to us now, as are most of the geese, but these particular two were taking their time to waddle towards the water, so naturally we held back not wanting to tempt fate as our money would be on the geese in a punch up.
Most of you are aware that I tend to talk to birds, dogs, cats, frogs (no kisses or prince yet)
etc, so what follows shouldn’t surprise you.
One of the pair turned and looked me right in the eye then started to hiss.
I’m not having that, so I told it to shut up. It hissed some more, so I said
‘Don’t you hiss at me! Get in the water!’
Its mate slid elegantly into the lake but Macho Goose stood his ground .
He tilted his head to one side, looked me up and down, but at least kept quiet. Not so much as a burp. He was quite a handsome goose actually, very expressive face!
The three of us walked past, this goose still glaring at us in silence. I looked back and said
‘Now isn’t’ that better? You shouldn’t hiss at people, it’s rude.’
What I didn’t realise was there was a family behind us with two dogs, and they were laughing their socks off. But old Macho didn’t hiss at them either, and simply followed his mate into the water.