Since Jacob was feeling a little better this afternoon, we went over to the lake to feed the geese again. We were trying to give the mama goose some food when all of a sudden, this big mean man goose came up to her and started pulling her feathers out with his beak! What a jerk! He was trying to get her to get off her eggs. She did, eventually, and then Jacob and I went into full defense mode, telling that jerky goose to get away. He listened eventually, and the mama got back on her eggs. Yikes! It was scary. The big meany!
And no, that will not be part of a new story about goose zombies. Nor will I write a horror story about vampire geese trying to suck the blood from other geese.