It's really only a matter of time before we become their prey

[janradder]

This morning while jogging through the park I passed a gaggle of about sixty migrating Canada geese. As if with one mind, each one turned its head at the exact same moment, glaring at me with their malicious, beady eyes. For a moment I considered running a little faster but thought that might upset them so I maintained my pace watching them out of the corner of my mind. I felt a little like Rod Taylor and Tippi Hedren at the end of The Birds.