gooseboxing

one of the advantages of working in a swamp in New Jersey is that there are plenty of geese around. I like to walk around at lunch time just to get some outside time, and geese like to be jerks. So the showdown was inevitable.

Anyway, yesterday one of the geese was bobbing it’s head and hissing at me as I approached, it came toward me a little aggressively. Now I can’t possibly run from a goose. can I? So I stopped and raised my arms out to the side to appear bigger to the goose. It stopped. Then I made an aggressive move toward it, stomping my foot, and it moved away.

Today on my walk I think I saw the same goose. At least it was in the same area. It hissed at me again but kept its distance.

3 Responses to “gooseboxing”

  1. Mike K. says:

    So your years of martial arts training are paying off, eh?

  2. TMC says:

    Wouldn’t you look big to the goose anyway, regardless of your arm positioning? Or was it some kind of monster goose?

  3. Kevin says:

    I’d imagine so. But he was getting hostile anyway, I just figured me seeming to grow from its perspective would be a little frightening.

    Of course they don’t seem to care much when cars are bearing down on them in the parking lot and they are way bigger than me.