Geese Season

canada-gooseI am being stalked by geese outside of my office window.

“Oh,” one of my coworkers at my newish job just said grimly. “It’s geese season.”

They apparently nest in overhangs of the building. One goose in particular is pacing by my window, looking in, glaring.

“I’ve got my eye on you, bub,” s/he’s saying. “You better watch it.”

Wait’ll they find out I always carry a stick.

Published by haddayr

Writer, parent, cripple, queer; worker, dancer. City dweller. Bicyclist. I love whiskey, tea, and cussing.