Cute But A Little Bit Naughty.
Look at those little fluffs of goodness!
See that one in the back,
playing the role of caboose?
It’s looking at me, I think it wants me to hold it!
When I was a little curly haired girl in ponytails,
I lived with my family in a two story house with a sundeck on the second story.
It faced a lake that I loved and provided me with daily entertainment and my
best friend, Laura lived right next door.
It truly was a great place to be and to grow up.
One afternoon, Laura and I were exploring around the lake when we crossed paths with one of the city kids there on summer vacation. Playing with her for a bit, Laura and I spotted a goose couple with their yellow fuzzy new offspring nearby.
We dared the other girl to pick up a newborn goose with both of us never, ever expecting her to be able to perform that feat. It wasn’t a dare to be mean, just a silly childhood empty dare.
Little blond Tracey (aka the city girl) accepted our dare immediately, racing forward, easily lifting one of the baby geese and holding it gently to her chest.
I’ll never know if it was the mother or the father goose that moved next but one of them was ANGRY that their baby was clutched in the hands of a human child.
The large bird rushed up to Tracey while Laura and I stood unmoving in our shock as the goose proceeded to honk loudly over and over right in her face and wrap it’s wings around her in an aggressive hug move repeatedly.
Tracey, who was rightfully scared and her hands were still frozen holding the baby.
What felt like forever was probably only a couple minutes but finally she was able to let the baby go and then run like lightning back to her cottage where she was staying with her grandparents.
Laura and I slowly came out of our own frozen states. Within us there danced feelings of shock, intrigue and amazement intertwined with guilt and the fear that came from knowing that we were probably going to be in BIG trouble.
We walked slowly home and as the evening turned into night and eventually
the next morning, neither of our parents spoke to us about the event.
Whew, we never got punished or even talked to about it although
it hung over our heads from time to time.
For the rest of the summer, anytime we played with Tracey, we were VERY nice to her!
And, we never mentioned that instance to her again although chances are, none of us ever forgot it ~ I know I didn’t!
( So, maybe that little fuzzy baby up there doesn’t want me to hold it after all!
Who’s the city kid now?! )