Wednesday, October 7, 2009

The Geese Return

It's that time of year where the leaves start to turn shades of amber, orange and red. It's that time of year when the Canada geese gather at our little lake to prepare for their long journey south. And, it's that time of year when Bruiser absolutely refuses to go outside for any reason.

It's not that the dogs are afraid of the geese who parade through our back yard twice a day. It's not the incessant honking when the geese gather at night that spooks him. What frightens Bruiser are the "crackers" that go off at intervals throughout the day.

The "crackers" (as I call them) sound like a gunshot. The city has placed them around the lake because there are some individuals who live on the lake who don't like the geese. So, they complain to the city and the city puts in "crackers" to ostensibly scare the geese away. As far as I can see, the geese keep coming back. Some fly away when the "crackers" go off only to return shortly thereafter while others just sit there and ignore them completely. My Bruiser, who is also scared of firecrackers and thunder, will not go outside. At this time of year, he remains in a constant state of panic and will only go as far as sniffing the air when I open the door. If I physically place him outside to go pee, he panics and runs back to the door, madly scratching it if I do not open it fast enough. 

So my issue is why do people live on a lake where, obviously, fowl of any kind will congregate at certain times of the year. It's like buying a place next to a cattle ranch and then complaining that the cows are mooing. The geese are here for three or four weeks. Surely people can deal with it! They swim in the pond and wander around. Yea, they poop, and sometimes it hits your vehicle if it's parked outside. So what...other birds poop too. Should we start getting rid of them as well?

So in the end, I am forced to line the doorway with paper all night and day so Bruiser can do his business. The poor little guy has figured out that if he eats and drinks sparingly, he won't have to do his business as often. So for about four weeks my sweet boy virtually abstains from food and water. I talked to our neighbor about it - they have a big black lab. They go through the same thing each year with their dog being petrified to go outside. 

Maybe it's just me, but I think it's a sad day when we can't tolerate nature at her finest.