Quote Originally Posted by IRescue452
Canadian geese scare me. If you've ever watched a herd, they act just like small raptors. They fight and bite and hiss. My mom doesn't mind getting surrounded by a few hundred when we go to the bird sanctuary, but I run. I've seen the results of goose bites. They take chunks out. And I've had the joys of being chased by an angry goose when I got too close to his family. He flew at me like a bat out of hell. I'm waiting for them to go extinct.
Glad I'm not the only one who feels this way!! I know I'm weird, but sometimes I'm just not sure how weird. Now I'm feeling more normal, lol.

I still can't walk down the back road at my mom and dad's place without diverting to the middle of the road for about 1/2 mile. I had a groundhog run out of the brush on the side of the road, snarling and foaming at the mouth, and she chased my butt so far down that road! I never thought I would see a groundhog run so damn fast! My dad said she was probably protecting babies. I said she was rabid. The ones in our parks down here just lay in the grass and sun themselves and look cute. The one I had chase me was nothing even close to cute. Whoever said growing up on a farm was such fun and you learned so much.... they needed to grow up on our farm! Dealing with all the critters and creepy crawlies and stuff, all it did was make me appreciate city living.