Most people would think they would run into a pack of horses on the streets of Amarillo, and I can understand that.  Except we ran into a small flock of geese.  The goose is an odd duck if you ask me.  They aren't exactly nice creatures either.  They bully the ducks when I'm feeding them bread.

We ate a late breakfast at Waffle House at I40 and Coulter, and heading home we came across this.  I think they were eating rocks or something, again, weirdos.

Dallas Chambers

I snapped this picture really quick.  There were more geese I didn't catch that were actually in the middle of the street messing with traffic.

They can fly I'm sure they're okay.

You silly goose!