I know some may say it is cruel for the dog to chase the geese, but he is a Brittany; they are bred for hunting. There were so many geese this morning as they rose up from the field I could feel the air pressure change when they flapped their wings to get off the ground. The thumping sound of wind hitting wing was incredible.
|the field is clear now|
|A tired dog, still watching the window for birds|
Just another day, here on the farm.
With love from the goose chaser and me.
|As I wrote this, geese honked nearby. Ever vigilant; Rover went to check it out.|