Mason and I are having a hard time adjusting to the quiet house now that everyone is gone. We decided to head out to the pond to feed the ducks. We went to the pond with Kennedy and Cooper and didn't think to bring any bread for the ducks. It turns out the ducks were geese. The same two geese come to the pond every year, according to a man walking his dog today. The one goose we saw was not interested in our bread, thankfully. We did see two ducks land in the pond, but they too didn't bother to even check out our bread. Definitely not Texas ducks that come running anytime anyone throws anything into the water. We threw all the bread in anyway, even when we didn't even see any fish.
The goose was busy guarding his territory before we left. Two other geese kept trying to land in his pond and he kept chasing them and scaring them off. Lots of flying around and honking. They are some big birds. Probably taller than Mason. And take a look at him standing on the roof. Kennedy and Cooper didn't get to see any Canadian Geese while they were here, so I got pictures.
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