As I was driving to work this morning ... wait, did I say drving? Silly me. As I was sitting in traffic on the way to work this morning, I looked over at this large sloping grassy patch next to the PA Turnpike. On this little swatch of green I saw tons of Canadian geese. There had to have been thirty to forty of them. They were all walking downwards toward the road. I thought, "Oh my gosh, it's a suicide pact!" I looked again. At the bottom of the grassy slope was a hay bale. And a goose was on top of it. And there was another goose in front of it looking straight towards the goose mob.
Then I got the picture.
The geese with the hay think they just got the motherload of nests and the other geese are going to bum rush them.
If that doesn't suck.