and swear they listen to me!
I guess people have already cottoned on that I’m a little strange in that I greet the birds, bees and other creatures with Hello Mr Blackbird/Sparrow/Wren /Robin/Bee/Butterfly etc, so to find me chatting away to the geese isn’t unusual.
As I said a couple of posts ago, talking to them has let me get close to their young to take photographs, and I’ve already mentioned the welcoming committee of two mallards when we enter the park.
The notice says not to feed the geese, though there is nothing about feeding the ducks, so if a goose gets a share of bread or seed, I don’t actually see it as my fault. We have seen some pensioners on their mobility scooters greeted by geese, one so cheeky that it actually got on the scooter and started ferreting around in her bag!
I am getting so tempted to try and touch them, but don’t fancy getting a broken arm in the process which is what holds me back, but the adults come so close sometimes, I know I will one day.
I’ve already been nudged from behind by one a few days ago
and yesterday experienced a similar encounter
I have no idea if this is the same goose, but he was taking an awful lot of interest in my pocket!