This morning while I was drinking my tea I was aware of a strange noise, not quite barking, but not really a sheep noise either. Looking out into the field across the lane I saw this Canada goose. The noise was him calling and then when he heard the echo (as it came back across from the bottom of the village) he called again. This went on for about an hour, him and his imaginary friend (or foe). The next day I was pleased to see two of them flying over.
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