25th June 2010
As I thought, the swans tolerate the Canadian Goose.
I watched the Goose paddling away stoutly, following the swan at a firm distance.
As soon as it caught up, the swan having slowed, it turned on the goose and thrashed the water with its beak.
The goose widens its course.
I am unsure if it is unrequited love, or the need for parental guidance, either way, it is the goose that has the intentions.
