Geese.  A whole flock of them.  Just sitting there, waiting.  Taking in a slightly wet day, cooling their feet on the grass.  You know what happens next…

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Oh yeah, Bogart Handsome Devil’s Goose Removal Officer, at your service!

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I’m feelin’ GOOD after that quick run.  And satisfied after dispersing that entire flock of geese.  And as much as I love to roll in goose poop, mama pulled me along.

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That’s ok, it’s time for some fancy stickwork anyway…  Note the advanced TRIPLE stick carry.

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Since mama has to wash my sweatshirt today anyway (well, now she does) I thought I’d lay down on the wet dirt and grass and enjoy a little stick chomp.  I mean, I carried these sticks all the way from the Hawthorne Bridge to the Steel Bridge…

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Yes that’s, right it’s ME… no autographs please!

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I need some time to savor the complex stylings of these sticks.

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You know, it’s just like chomping on a stogie.  A particularly woodsy-type of stogie.  And of course, looking cool while doing it.

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CHOMP CHOMP CHOMP

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Love,

Bogart

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3 thoughts on “Goose Removal Officer”

  1. Wearing that sweatshirt is a very good look for you, Bogart. It enhances your already awesome level of handsomeness.

    Love,

    Miss Kitty

  3. To: Mr. Bogart, Goose Removal Officer

    Dear Sir,

    Please send some of those wonderful removed geese over my way, as we don’t get any this year. And this is such a pity, because I really love rolling in their poo and have a bite or two when I am lucky to happen to stumble upon it half-a-second before my mama does … Not that she doesn’t want to share … you know … she is just a typical human and doesn’t roll in it herself and doesn’t want ANYBODY to eat it at all. What a shame! What a waste!! That said, I was wondering whether I could join your special Goose Task Force???

    Sincerely,
    Goose LUVing
    Bel

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