Nothing more than feathered scat machines. My neighbor has a pond with mute swans in it and every spring and fall the Canada Geese show up and try to get in the pond. The swans won\'t let them so they stand in my yard honking their heads off because they either want to nest there and issue forth more green crap extruders or rest there overnight on their trek south. So now I have 4 standing in my yard honking like crazy and littering my grass with camoflage turds that blend right in with the grass. I\'m actually thinking of getting a border collie to chase them off.
And there is no peace on the canal trail either. Everywhere are pairs of geese and their hoards of little fuzzy rubber footed poopers covering every square foot of ground with their putrid excrement. Run by and they come at you hissing. I almost pray for morning congestion during my run so I can hock lung oysters right on their honking bills or into their beady eyes.
You hosers can keep your over-reproducing, fertilizing feathered menaces. The invention of Thinsulate has made goose down obsolete. Obama should use the darn things to feed the indigent. But thanks for the awesome beer and great fishing spots.