Blue Eyed Devil

Old Bastard and I had a face-off today. His little goose offspring are now grown, but he continues to assert his ganderly protection of his family as any good gander should do. But he goes a bit overboard it must be said. I was just walking by and he started intimidating me. Not being exactly a masculine wimp myself, this grandpa stooped down and extended my hand toward Old Bastard so as to imitate a goose neck with my hand. I even snapped my fingers open and closed so as to imitate a goose beak.

Well, Old Bastard and I had played this game a number of times before. On other occasions, I had quickly grabbed his neck or beak and held it briefly to show who had the most testosterone. On this occasion, Old Bastard remembered and was wary. But, finally he got close enough that I made an attempt at his head. But he knew what to expect. He escaped my grasp and quickly backed off with a loud squawk at my temporary grasp.

So, who is the blue eyed devil ? Old Bastard or me ? For that matter, which of us is the Old Bastard? From his perspective, it is undoubtedly me. From my perspective it is him. That is what politics is all about I suppose. Old Bastard certainly does have lovely blue eyes though.

While on the subject of beastly relations, I can not help but post this link about rhinos and elephants. Even better, is that the writer of the piece is Cecil Adams, the famed Chicago know-it-all.

Absurdia Ex Nihilo

Jon says that he has seen two instances of people riding their motorcycle with a dog on back wearing goggles. When you stop to think about it, its pretty cool of both the dog and the rider.

Jon's mean goose, who, for lack of a better name, I will call Old Bastard, is limping pretty badly these days. Both Tom the dog and Greeleo have been chasing him to my regret. Jon says he is going to dress up Old Bastard in a Nazi uniform, and take a movie of him goose stepping with a limp, then send it to YouTube. Old Bastard acquired his limp from biting at the tire of a car backing up. Exactly the same act killed Cosmic the Goose. Cosmic acquired his 15 minutes of fame by Lona taking a picture of him acting mean then sending the pic to the local newspaper. Geese really hate moving car tires it seems.