...follow me around the yard.
Back in May I went out to a guest ranche east of the Cypress Hills, south of Maple Creek, Saskatchewan to do the music for a friend's wedding.
As soon as I got out of the van, I'd made a friend. The locals were going on about how I "...should be cafeful - it bites." All the while, anyone who approached - and I'm sorry, I'm not sure if this is a girl bird or a boy bird - my friend, would get snapped at, or walked away from.
I was followed.
Relentlessly.
It would appear that I was to pet said bird - else I'd get nuzzled to the point of agrevation! One of the fellows in the wedding party agreed to play photographer for this shot, and no one believed I could get that close.
It was bazzaar, yet kinda cool.
1 comment:
Ah, the pretty birdy thought he/she found a mate. I guess the goose was disapointed when you went home.
Janice~
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