The Canada Geese were in fine fettle here yesterday. Yes those golf course denizens that strut across the streets here in large flocks, daring anyone to drive past them, were creating quite a ruckus. I don’t normally bother photographing them unless they’ve got those adorable chicks. Although they are quite striking-looking birds, they are so common that I usually walk right past them. What I presume to be the males, seemingly with nothing else to do since their mates are either sitting on nests or brooding young, were warring noisily in the pond. I watched from the golf cart bridge as one pursued another, splashing across the water, bashing his beak against the rival’s side, staring the rival down, then, pushing him under the water. I’m thinking that the neck curvature indicates extreme displeasure. In the last image, the rival, just a sliver of his tail showing just behind the neck of the dominant goose, is completely submerged as the other goose appears to push him under water. No blood was drawn and no one drowned but it was a fascinating display to observe.