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My sister and I love to go to Lake Murray and walk around the lake. We always find the lake peaceful and quiet. Sometimes we walk around the lake twice for a really good work out. One day we stopped to feed the ducks and geese that we always meet at the beginning of our walk. We continued on around the lake, or more precisely, we walked to the dam and back enjoying the beautiful day and flowers all around. On our way back, almost at the end of our walk, I noticed one of the geese following us. We started to walk faster and the goose started to walk faster. We started to run and the goose started to run. The goose, speeding up, was intermittently taking to flight which allowed her to pass us and ultimately “win the race”. We started to run even faster. We reached the gate at the end of the park, and as we were running towards my car I realized the goose was also exiting the park. She was now right next to my car. I opened the car door and the goose started to get in in spite of my protest. “No! No! Don’t go there!” The whole scene was very funny. If I had a video camera I could have won the ten thousand dollar prize for the funniest video. I think it was at this time I remembered hearing one of the geese disappeared from the park the week before and the police didn’t yet know who the abductor was. So now, I thought, we could be the prime suspects if somebody saw us with the goose outside the park next to my car. It would be hard to convince an officer of the law we didn’t want to take her and that she was following us. The more we encouraged the goose to go back to the park the more she wanted to stay and leave with us. I have always had a fondness for ducks and geese since childhood because at five years old I had a blow-up goose life preserver for when I went swimming. I loved this animated preserver to death. “She” would take me in the water and keep me afloat providing a safe comfort. “She” definitely was the first big love of my life. I don’t know if this wandering goose, on this day, felt all the love I’ve had for geese, real or blow-up, but maybe this is why she acted in this way. It took us a while before we were able to convince the goose to walk back inside the park, back into the safe zone for her and for us.
My sister and I love to go to Lake Murray and walk around the lake. We always find the lake peaceful and quiet. Sometimes we walk around the lake twice for a really good work out. One day we stopped to feed the ducks and geese that we always meet at the beginning of our walk. We continued on around the lake, or more precisely, we walked to the dam and back enjoying the beautiful day and flowers all around. On our way back, almost at the end of our walk, I noticed one of the geese following us. We started to walk faster and the goose started to walk faster. We started to run and the goose started to run. The goose, speeding up, was intermittently taking to flight which allowed her to pass us and ultimately “win the race”. We started to run even faster. We reached the gate at the end of the park, and as we were running towards my car I realized the goose was also exiting the park. She was now right next to my car. I opened the car door and the goose started to get in in spite of my protest. “No! No! Don’t go there!” The whole scene was very funny. If I had a video camera I could have won the ten thousand dollar prize for the funniest video. I think it was at this time I remembered hearing one of the geese disappeared from the park the week before and the police didn’t yet know who the abductor was. So now, I thought, we could be the prime suspects if somebody saw us with the goose outside the park next to my car. It would be hard to convince an officer of the law we didn’t want to take her and that she was following us. The more we encouraged the goose to go back to the park the more she wanted to stay and leave with us. I have always had a fondness for ducks and geese since childhood because at five years old I had a blow-up goose life preserver for when I went swimming. I loved this animated preserver to death. “She” would take me in the water and keep me afloat providing a safe comfort. “She” definitely was the first big love of my life. I don’t know if this wandering goose, on this day, felt all the love I’ve had for geese, real or blow-up, but maybe this is why she acted in this way. It took us a while before we were able to convince the goose to walk back inside the park, back into the safe zone for her and for us.