Don't do deals with geese!

Our gander wanted a bit of company, so he waddled up to the patio. He knows he's not allowed, but he's moulting and said he'd give me some feathers if I let him come and sit with us. I said OK, but no pooping on my patio. So he preened himself, pulled out a couple of loose feathers, and put them down ready for me to pick up. Then he pooped on them.

That was *not* what I had in mind, Geeser!

See what you get.