To: Graycliff
I dunno about geese viciousness.
When I very young (5-6 years old), my family used to live near a pond that had ducks and geese. Every week I would go out and feed them bread crumbs by putting the bread in my hand. Never once did I receive a harsh bite.
And there were a LOT of geese at that pond, enough to totally surround me.
64 posted on
05/09/2005 8:08:29 AM PDT by
gogogodzilla
(Raaargh! Raaargh! Crush, Stomp!)
To: gogogodzilla
Maybe not all geese are alike. When I was a kid my grandpa had geese and you better be afraid of them, they would attack. I would not be afraid of babies attacking, but mom and pop are another story.
City people see nature different than rural folks.
To: gogogodzilla
My only goose story, starts with me at 9 years old, and taking over a paper route for a friend who went on vacation. When i went up to the gate, there was a sign, saying beware of geese. Well i thought that was pretty funny, i opened the gate went up to the door ( back then we used to fold the paper up and put it in the door handle or screen. ) put the paper in the screen and turned to walk out. It was at that point i realized the mistake i made. Between me and the gate stood 6 very angry geese, after swinging my paper bag in circles and screaming for help, a neighbor finally came out to help. When i got back to the house i was covered in whelps bruises and blood, those geese kicked the shit out of me.
90 posted on
05/09/2005 9:02:48 AM PDT by
Graycliff
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