Goose Attack

So I let my husband drag to me to the gun show. BORING!!! Anyway after that we went to Liberty Park to feed the ducks. There weren't any ducks, but geese everywhere. They were eating right out of our hands. Dave was a little scared cuz, he didn't want to get bitten. I thought that was so funny. I told him they didn't bite. Sure enough he was biten. He screamed like a girl. He couldn't get over it. We drove home and he was still complaining about where the goose had bitten his finger. I told him he was a chicken. He was only bitten by a beak! Come on Honey! HaHA. Anyway his complaining lead to Kelsey having a nightmare. She woke up screaming for help. We went in to her room and picked her up. She was so scared she was shacking. I asked her what happened and she said a goose bit her. I looked at Dave and called him a baby. I can't beleive a grown man is so scared of a bird. It cracks me up. We told Kelsey that the Geese were gone and the park was far away from home so they couldn't get her. I think the whole thing is kind of funny. When I was little my grandma would take us to the park to feed the ducks and the geese. I was nibbled on once or twice. It never hurt. Now Dave really wants to go hunting! :)