|This couple LAUNCHED toward the other two.|
They trumpeted taunts and goose curses all the way across the pond, with me and Penelope Robin hanging on to our hats.
|Screeches and Honks and Bedlam as the fight begins, with Lucy Goosey egging them on.|
It only got worse...
|Words were flung that should never have passed those goose lips. Never.|
Then, realizing I was taking pictures of all this rude behavior, they climbed out of the pond and took the fight off behind the little boat house where I couldn't see them. When husband went to see what the heck was going on back there, they chased HIM back around the boat house at a fast little clip, then resumed the yard fight. It was, purely and simply, a Goose Throwdown.
As a result of all this bedlam and ill will, I was unable to get to the spot where I was going to photograph Penelope. She simply refused to enter an arena that was filled with hissing, honks, lingering rage, residual goose-cursing, and damaged serenity.
So I guess we'll try again this afternoon, but I may have to hire security. Good grief.