Mother Goose.

Three mornings now Melvin and I have come across a very large gaggle of geese. It plays out the same way each time.

I see geese first and consider turning around.
Melvin see’s geese before I can decide and pulls with great force in direction of them.
The geese see Melvin and take flight.
Melvin, who has forgotten (since the day before) that they can fly, becomes so startled that he hits the deck and becomes paralyzed with fear.

Today the geese were in the woods behind us and Melvin was able to stalk them from the safety of the house. As a truck drove by the birds took flight and Melvin once again, ducked. He is oblivious to his breed’s hunting lineage.

Say what?!

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