Dog, Dog, Geese...

I thought they flew south, the geese that is. But apparently we are south enough. Mae and Oliver will, at the skitter of a mouse across the lawn or silent hop of a bunny, go charging out instantly, barking their heads off to rid our lawn of the creature. But 600 geese can be honking and raising a racket on the same lawn and it doesn't even phase them. They just watch me act like a fool chasing them off...maybe they aren't so dumb...I think they are laughing at me...