There was one notable item. Three ganders were squabbling over a goose, who, by the way, couldn't be bothered with any of them. One asserted his dominance by chasing away his rivals. Another continually returned only to be chased away time and time again, but one fellow seemed head and shoulders above the rest.
In fact, he flew to the bridge support and squawked down at the others.
It's a new one on me.
pb
Little Pond
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