I stopped to take a photo of the tranquil evening scene over the reservoir at Coppermill Lane, Walthamstow, and....
It was ugly for a while but luckily, after some vicious pecking and a few broken wings and flying feathers, we managed to clear up the misunderstanding. I explained the difference between a camera and a loaf of bread, and I think both sides came away with a clearer understanding of the issues, and perhaps a greater respect for the others' point of view.
I love them, especially their calls, but no one else does on the east coast as far as I know. They're called dogs that fly. I think you know what I mean ...
Posted by: Dom | July 19, 2008 at 06:10 PM
Yep, I am closely familiar with the ways of these fellows. Almost offed my tomcat once.
Posted by: SnoopyTheGoon | July 19, 2008 at 08:59 PM
Mmmmm...goose
http://www.backwoodsbound.com/zgoos.html
Posted by: DaninVan | July 20, 2008 at 07:48 AM
http://www.backwoodsbound.com/zgoos19.html
The second ingredient had ME sold!
Posted by: DaninVan | July 20, 2008 at 07:52 AM
Has anyone ever built a machine-gun that fires shotgun cartridges?
Posted by: dearieme | July 20, 2008 at 01:58 PM
Ask a silly question...;)
http://www.metacafe.com/watch/1082027/aa_12_automatic_shotgun/
Not a lot of meat left on the duck.
Posted by: DaninVan | July 21, 2008 at 01:50 AM
I want one. In fact, I want about a dozen.
Posted by: dearieme | July 21, 2008 at 12:17 PM
"Damn poop machines! I'll show you."
http://www.defensereview.com/1_31_2004/FRAG%2012.pdf
Posted by: DaninVan | July 21, 2008 at 09:33 PM