Not a fan of lawn ornaments, here, unless they are living, breathing trees, shrubs or flowers. But I caved. Yes, Joe fell in love with the lighthouse - voilà. But then came the geese…
Remember them? How "cute" and "serene" they were, swimming by on Golden Pond. Thing is, they grow. And they eat lawns, pulling the gorgeous, tender greens out by the roots. And they defecate. BIG TIME. We can't have that… well, Joe can't have that and he's become obsessed. After trying every means possible to keep them from accessing our lakefront property, I awakened one morning to find this obnoxious thing staring back at me…
It's a coyote, vicious on both sides. But it doesn't work. Just as instinctive as all of God's creatures great and small, the geese realize it doesn't move.
What's next? Pink flamingos???
