This week’s weekly photo challenge is “solitary” as in one person in the photo solitary not the card game, which I play wayyyyy too much.

Anyway, this is an old shot of my son as a teenager. We lived in Colorado at the time and were fishing at a stocked goose pond on Fort Carson. The pond was the home of various geese that were in rehab. I didn’t even know geese drank.

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So I snapped this shot and he went off to the other side of the pond to fish.

I innocently opened a bag of pretzels and the geese came closer. I looked up and they stopped.

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Then I ate a pretzel and they came closer, pausing and acting quite nonchalant when I looked up at them again.

And every time I looked away and looked back they were closer and closer…

Staring at me with their little alcohol crazed eyes…
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Eventually I was surrounded, my pretzels were absconded and my lawn chair was tortured and bitten in a way that no lawn chair should ever be tortured and bitten.

 I was jumping up and down and snapping a towel at them and all the people who were fishing completely ignored me.

I left thoroughly defeated, deluded, depretzeled …

But eventually I did go back, and there were no geese.

A mountain lion had come down to the pond with a bag of pretzels…

And that’s the end of their story.

So the moral of the story is, first off never put a geese rehab pond in the middle of a mountain lion’s range and secondly, if you think you’re alone, trust me you’re not. There are over six billion people on the planet and even better there’s more billions of birds and animals. You just need to go outside.

And take some pretzels.

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If you would like to participate in the Weekly Photo Challenge, follow this link!

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©Virginia Spencer, thepurpledogpaintingblog, 2012