Did you know that geese mate for life? Well, they do. Another interesting (to me at least) fact about geese is the social structure of a flock of geese. Did you know that when a flock lands in a field to feed or rest, one goose is always on the lookout for trouble? This particular goose will watch over the flock, ready to alert the others in case of danger. Even if you have a flock of 200 sleeping geese, you'll always see one on patrol, watching over their pals.
As for mating for life, they also mourn the loss of their loved ones, and it's extremely rare for a goose to find a new mate when one is lost. Geese have also been known to die of sorrow from losing their mate. Wolves also share these traits.
Why am I writing about this? Well, it is the time of year when geese are in transit, so I guess during my 140 mile a day round trip commute I get to see plenty of them, either on the ground or flying.
This brings me to a memory involving geese and being pooped upon by one.
Many many years ago I lived in a firehouse that was converted into a recording studio. My apt was heated by wood burning stove, and one of my household duties was chopping my own wood.
So there I am one bright winter day, chopping away. In the distance I can hear the sound of a flock of geese approaching. I look up to see perhaps 300 geese overhead in a ragged V formation, and as I ponder that, a thought comes to mind. I think "I bet at any given moment, at least one of those geese are either pooping or peeing" With that, I figured it might be a good time to take a break and head for cover. Well, I figured a bit too late, because seconds later a huge load of stinky green goose shit landed right on my forehead. Although it wasn't a pleasant experience, I must admit it was kinda funny to think it, then have it happen.
Well, that's it for now.
