This morning, three geese swam on the other side of our lake. All three fought with wings flapping, water spraying, honking and screeching. One of the geese flew a few feet away then plunged into the water and faced the other two geese. There seemed to be a calming. Not so. Among the two geese swimming together, one couldn't handle the situation. He faced the goose swimming at a distance, flapped his wings, honked and screeched at the goose in the distance and took flight heading straight for the first goose. The two fought, nipping at each other until the first goose took flight crossing the lake and over our house. The angry goose took chase, keeping within a few inches. Quite some time passed. Neither goose returned. All the while, the third goose remained in the water. It swam there, alone, for several hours, gliding around as if waiting for one of the fighting geese to return. Then, as if giving up hope, she lift...
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