But the other day he smelled like something from a ways in the past. I remember when we used to go for walks in the park back in the last house we lived at. There was this big, long path that went over the lake. There were lots of these things there.
And wherever these things were, there was TONS of this:
Of course I never really got to smell it very well thanks to unfair parents and short leashes. But I would have loved to.
These dogs are living the dream
Well, the other day, daddy came home and his pants were covered in this stuff, and he had feathers and stuff on his hands. We only got to smell it for a little bit before he made us go outside and he cleaned up, but I'm sure it was goose poop and goose feathers!
What was he doing? Where did he find geese? Is there another park with geese here? We didn't see any on the walks we have been on.
We must find these geese!