Stalled By Geese

They know you can’t hit them

There’s a goose crossing near our house. Two parks are separated by a main road. The geese spend the day in one and sleep in the other.

All the southern geese have come north, assembling goose convoys for summer vacation in Canada.

Unlike south-bound geese, who know what they’re doing, the north-bound geese include lots of kids. This is their first big trip, and they’re very excited. Running and honking, “Are we there yet?”

I went out to meet my friend, who texted she was 5 minutes away. And waited. Finally, she texted, “Stalled by geese.”

We drove past them. At least 20 geese, including kids, wandering around, crossing back and forth and walking down the road, while one large goose holds traffic for them.

All he needed was a whistle and a reflective vest.