The geese have their goslings out and about. We seem to have two families... one a bit older than these fluffy cuties.
Taffy is very determined that they will NOT be on the dock. In the water, a collection of geese is called a gaggle. On land it is a flock. In the air, a skein.
Taffy has committed that the only geese allowed are those that gaggle... No dock geese. No lawn geese
She is demonstrating great bird-dog qualities, her poodle ancestry as working retrievers shining brightly.
The geese remain unimpressed. Each family has six goslings. We'll see how long that lasts -- there are a lot of predators out there that would love a tasty dinner of baby goose on a bed of ferns. It's always a dilemma -- cheer for the adorable goslings, or cheer for the predators that also need to eat.
Nature has a way of evening out the numbers. In the meantime, we're enjoying watching the parents try to marshall the little ones into neat orderly lines.
Never quite as simple as it sounds...
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