After I had let out the birds and fed the cows (growing fatter and more pregnant looking by the day) I crossed the field to have a chat and a cuddle with Wiggle.  He was over at the far end near the pond and the geese came waddling over to see what we were doing and to hiss at me and bare their teeth.  I wasn’t scared as the post and rail fence kept them well away from nipping distance.

Wiggle, however, in his usual friendly way, went over to have a chat with the geese and one of them poked her neck through the wire and bit him on the neck once and then once again and Wiggle withdrew, pretty sharpish.  That’s what happens when you try to make friends with geese!