We have a small lake behind our house which from time to time harbors various types of water fowl. These include Canadian geese, mallards, and herons. Although they aren't waterfowl, a few months ago a couple of eagles even stopped by for a brief fishing trip.
None are so cute, though, as the spring time brood of babies. This year we haven't seen any ducklings, but several families of geese have been strolling the area.
As you can see, my camera doesn't provide the best shots in photojournalism. If I only had a super duper fancy telephoto lens, these pictures would be ever so much clearer and closer. But what can I say? You work with what you've got.
Anyway, it's typical for either Father or Mother Goose to stand watch while the rest of the family feeds. Both parents are ferocious in their guard duties. They've been known to chase people who come near their babies without hesitation, hissing and biting all the way. I've been told that a bite from a goose feels a lot like being clamped by a pair of pliers. Ouch!
So would either Indy or Bogey consider trespassing on Goose territory?
"Only if you go first, Mom!"