That Gaggle

On days when I do therapy at the park, I get to watch the most dangerous group in my hometown....the wicked gaggle of white geese. Okay, geese and two white ducks. I have no idea why the ducks get to hang with them, but they do.

These geese are mean. They run at people and hiss at them. They seem to hate everyone.

I kind of get it though. The other day I was thinking about how uncomfortable the concept of feathers seems to be. The quill portion of the feather that goes inside the skin is thick. I'd be pissed off too.