January 11th 2006 3:26 pm
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I love my pond. I love to run around my pond in the morning. I love to jump in my pond in the afternoon. I love the smells in the woods and the grass. I don't mind the usual flying and creeping things that like my pond too. There was this one big black and gray flying thing would be swimming around the pond once in awhile. He left for a few days and now he is back with 2 dozen of his relatives. My mom calls them Canadian Geese. They are taking over my pond. I jumped in after one the other day and my mom freaked! I don't think she wants me to get rid of the geese. I thought she would proud of me, I laid the goose at her feet as a present. I thought we might share it, but not only did my mom not want goose for lunch, she wouldn't let me eat it either. Now I just watch them every day and mom calls if I get too close to the water. I bark at them to let them know this is my pond and they need to go find their own. If they are Canadian, then they need to fly on back to Canada, if you ask me.