Bird Lover

This is a good name for my mother.  First it was ducks, now it's geese.  Next thing you know it will be swans!  Sometimes I think she loves them more than she loves us, her kids.  Yes, I do know that this is "for the snakes", but something tells me if this keeps going on this place will be a bird farm!

Enough about my mother for now.  I will talk a bit about the geese.  When they first got here they were hissing and kicking and throwing a hissy fit, and they were doing this weird thing with their tongues.

My mother figured out they were panting.  At first we were all scared the geese might bite us or hurt us some other way, even the dogs, but luckily they didn’t.  They must have gotten dehydrated, so we took them back to this place where it's kind of like a cement pond. 

As we were filling it with water, one of the geese fell into it and couldn't get out, so Miguel made a ramp out of rocks.  While he was doing that, we got to name the two geese.  Again everyone liked my names best, so they were named Paddle and Sirena (which means mermaid in Spanish).  Sirena is the one that had fallen in and she couldn't get out because she did not understand how the rocks were going to help her.  Miguel had to grab her to get her out. 
Later that day one of the dogs wanted to play with the geese, but the geese did not want to play so they threw another fit.  I met two girls that day.  We became friends, though soon it was time for bed.  That is the end of this adventure.