My daughter has a friend who moved in a mile down the road. It is a small world to run into a school friend of my daughter in a small town rural area fifty miles from where they went to school, but on facebook Mrs. Seaoat had talked about the goose taking over one island and being aggressive and territorial honking and coming up to people who were friends fishing.
The girl was part of a local wildlife rescue group and last night they captured the goose and took it to their wildlife barn with other waterfowl where they try to place the animals with people. I never knew that a domestic goose with clipped wings was not going to survive the winter in the wild. It was nice to see these folks trying to help animals and they even had two kayakers off the river pitch in and help. Now the group is asking Mrs. Seaoat to name the goose. I guess all their rescued animals are given names, so she is thinking about what to name the goose, and one more story to tell the grandchildren.