Kay. Let me just say--let me just clarify----I DO love the geese. Just not in my backyard. This I must set straight you see. They are quite beautiful, oh yeah baby, they are. Love to watch 'em. HOWEVER they come in our yard and they eat our grass (all fine) but then they POOP there. The poop? It's about the size of a large dog's poop. It's crazy. How can we play in the backyard if there is goose crap there?
So, I'm just sayin' we are the only ones who actively chase these silly geese away. We are the only ones. A fence is so expensive. I was lovin' all the nature around here and now it's all settin in...not lovin it so much now. The frogs are LOUD and the geese well, they poop everywhere. I'm so not smiling :).
Oy. What to do about these geese? They have literally doubled in number since we've been here. Ivan counted 70. I count 66. Either way, that is a LOT.
No more geese.
Jenn
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
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O Mendoza's had a farm. EIEIO. With Snakes and frogs and geese and poop. EIEIO.
Green Acres is the place to be...
I got a million of them. Me, I am a city girl. Yup I am just saying.
Man I do love YOUR stories girly.
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