Birds on the brain.

It happened again. This time I was in the park, sitting on the bench enjoying a hot dog from the vendor, and I saw another species of goose. His plumage was very vivid and greatly resembled a Hawaiian shirt pattern. He was staring at me intently and seemed to fix his gaze on my hot dog. Then I’m quite certain I heard him mumbling something about bagels. He took off when he caught site of a woman walking by with an ice cream cone. Very peculiar.