Duck, Duck, Goose

I detest them.

They're loud and they stink. Many of their kind live here year round. Just as they don’t bother to head south for the winter, they seem annoyed when I attempt to navigate around them on park sidewalks.

I'm not referring to transient panhandlers, at least not the human kind.

Canadian geese make me want to track down my old shotgun, especially after discovering that an ideal field for a game of catch is loaded with their large, revolting feces.