No love in Tambacounda (or how I learned to love the squeaky toy goose sound)

I'm not going to lie to you. I was planning on writing about the goose today anyway, although it wasn't too much. See the goose has learned a new trick. It's a new honk that they have started to add on to their old honk. It sounds just like a really loud squeaky toy: eeeeeeeeeeeeh eeeeeeeeeh. They both do this in tandem. It's pretty funny, although I guess as with all goose honks, it's kind of loud and hard to get out of your head. But you know, in a good way.

The other goose entry today (I realize I talk way too much about animals but it's my locale, not me, I swear) is that I was downstairs making dessert for tonight and heard a weird honking sound. This is the sound that Mr. Raunce (Ultimate Uber-Goose we had in Indonesia) used to make while trying to get close (if you know what I mean) to Edith. So I rush out to look and instead of Sebastian givin' some lovin', they're at another goose fight!!! Unbelieveable. Give it up already. So they're both twirling around again biting each other's backs, this time trying to flap each others wings in each other face. I made a half-hearted attempt to get them to break it up, but they didn't listen. Then it ended abruptedly and Sebastian had a huge chunk of Moira's goose feathers in his mouth. He spit them out. Moira did the goose flap thing but again, I think it was a tie, especially since Sebastian had a lot of feathers in his mouth, which I would think could count as points, don't you? No love in Tambacounda. No love at all.