<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687521589409740230</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:37:48.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birds R Us</title><subtitle type='html'>The day to day observations of an Ornithologist in North America.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dr. Mallard Flockenstein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11155544371932052319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687521589409740230.post-2372278982032261948</id><published>2007-05-23T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T12:01:09.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee with a goose.</title><content type='html'>I’m not scared anymore. I went out for a stroll today to grab a coffee, and what do you think I saw? A goose of course. Wouldn’t you know it, a WOODEN goose rolled along the sidewalk right next to me. She said hello, and so did I. She looked really familiar. Maybe I’ve seen her on &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=EnY-LjWU614"&gt;television? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687521589409740230-2372278982032261948?l=flockenstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/feeds/2372278982032261948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5687521589409740230&amp;postID=2372278982032261948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/2372278982032261948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/2372278982032261948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/2007/05/coffee-with-goose.html' title='Coffee with a goose.'/><author><name>Dr. Mallard Flockenstein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11155544371932052319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687521589409740230.post-7515077582026074211</id><published>2007-05-15T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T08:38:21.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another encounter.</title><content type='html'>I was out for a drive on the 401 searching for turkey vultures and I saw another one of the geese. It flew by quickly but I’m sure it must be related to the others I’ve been observing. I managed to take &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/chompygoose/435502055"&gt;this photo&lt;/a&gt; before she flew away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687521589409740230-7515077582026074211?l=flockenstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/feeds/7515077582026074211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5687521589409740230&amp;postID=7515077582026074211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/7515077582026074211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/7515077582026074211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/2007/05/another-encounter.html' title='Another encounter.'/><author><name>Dr. Mallard Flockenstein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11155544371932052319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687521589409740230.post-3490037161310752088</id><published>2007-05-08T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T08:55:22.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acceptance.</title><content type='html'>I’ve now entered into a new phase: acceptance. These geese are now a part of my life. I’m just going to admit it. So today, instead of ignoring their existence, I went in search of them and boy did I get lucky! The guys at Ornithology Club still don’t believe me, but wait until they see what I was able to document. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/flockenstein"&gt;These photos&lt;/a&gt; are undeniable proof.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687521589409740230-3490037161310752088?l=flockenstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/feeds/3490037161310752088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5687521589409740230&amp;postID=3490037161310752088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/3490037161310752088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/3490037161310752088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/2007/05/acceptance.html' title='Acceptance.'/><author><name>Dr. Mallard Flockenstein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11155544371932052319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687521589409740230.post-8115489363280309955</id><published>2007-05-04T08:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T08:10:01.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The geese are alive.</title><content type='html'>I’m in such shock that I don’t know how to even begin this post. My day of innocent web surfing turned into yet another encounter with the geese. I found them. Not in the sky or in the park this time, but on the Internet. It appears as though they have infiltrated the webosphere. Out of control. Click &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/lonelygoose38D"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see what I’m talking about. If you’re anything like me, you’ll be lead on a wild goose chase. Literally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687521589409740230-8115489363280309955?l=flockenstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/feeds/8115489363280309955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5687521589409740230&amp;postID=8115489363280309955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/8115489363280309955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/8115489363280309955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/2007/05/geese-are-alive_04.html' title='The geese are alive.'/><author><name>Dr. Mallard Flockenstein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11155544371932052319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687521589409740230.post-3014544896201216713</id><published>2007-05-01T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T06:46:58.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a break.</title><content type='html'>I am back home now and have decided not to venture outdoors. This is a very difficult task for me considering that birding is my life and birds live outdoors. But I think my sanity is more important. On today’s schedule: catching up on my e-mail and doing some online shopping for binoculars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687521589409740230-3014544896201216713?l=flockenstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/feeds/3014544896201216713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5687521589409740230&amp;postID=3014544896201216713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/3014544896201216713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/3014544896201216713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/2007/05/taking-break.html' title='Taking a break.'/><author><name>Dr. Mallard Flockenstein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11155544371932052319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687521589409740230.post-3355966001879505301</id><published>2007-04-23T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T07:02:23.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to get out of town.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzEq1s8-3q4/Riy8Z6t7JoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/N7cKGtyr8_M/s1600-h/califournie_concept_005_mon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzEq1s8-3q4/Riy8Z6t7JoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/N7cKGtyr8_M/s200/califournie_concept_005_mon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056623635074852482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I decided that the best thing for me to do was get out of town. My psychiatrist suggested it was a good idea. So I jumped on a plane to San Francisco. I was doing some sightseeing, and these crazy geese visions I’ve been having were the last thing on my mind. I took out my camera to take a shot of the Golden Gate Bridge and guess what came into the frame? THE GEESE! They have followed me to California! I can’t get away from them! What do they want from me!? They are tormenting me and I don’t know what I ever did to them. I ran away as fast as I could and am now back in my hotel. Maybe I’ll go back home tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687521589409740230-3355966001879505301?l=flockenstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/feeds/3355966001879505301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5687521589409740230&amp;postID=3355966001879505301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/3355966001879505301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/3355966001879505301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/2007/04/time-to-get-out-of-town.html' title='Time to get out of town.'/><author><name>Dr. Mallard Flockenstein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11155544371932052319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzEq1s8-3q4/Riy8Z6t7JoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/N7cKGtyr8_M/s72-c/califournie_concept_005_mon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687521589409740230.post-8961633685468144725</id><published>2007-04-17T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T09:30:31.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The geese are trying to tell me something.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzEq1s8-3q4/RiT2IbwBx8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/CQ77-m5ES3M/s1600-h/emonico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzEq1s8-3q4/RiT2IbwBx8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/CQ77-m5ES3M/s200/emonico.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054435306565126082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is getting out of control. Click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/flockenstein"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see some of the photos of the migration formations I’ve observed over the past two weeks. How is it physically possible for birds to fly in the shape of an emoticon? These birds are either extremely intelligent or extremely odd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687521589409740230-8961633685468144725?l=flockenstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/feeds/8961633685468144725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5687521589409740230&amp;postID=8961633685468144725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/8961633685468144725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/8961633685468144725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/2007/04/geese-are-trying-to-tell-me-something.html' title='The geese are trying to tell me something.'/><author><name>Dr. Mallard Flockenstein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11155544371932052319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzEq1s8-3q4/RiT2IbwBx8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/CQ77-m5ES3M/s72-c/emonico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687521589409740230.post-5823030133758031509</id><published>2007-04-13T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T12:11:34.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I losing it?</title><content type='html'>Just as I thought. The guys at Ornithology Club think I’m losing my mind. I think they might be right. Talking geese? Pizza migration patterns? That’s impossible. I think I should probably see someone about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687521589409740230-5823030133758031509?l=flockenstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/feeds/5823030133758031509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5687521589409740230&amp;postID=5823030133758031509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/5823030133758031509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/5823030133758031509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/2007/04/am-i-losing-it.html' title='Am I losing it?'/><author><name>Dr. Mallard Flockenstein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11155544371932052319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687521589409740230.post-3289773077832728720</id><published>2007-03-21T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T06:58:53.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birds on the brain.</title><content type='html'>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.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687521589409740230-3289773077832728720?l=flockenstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/feeds/3289773077832728720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5687521589409740230&amp;postID=3289773077832728720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/3289773077832728720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/3289773077832728720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/2007/03/birds-on-brain.html' title='Birds on the brain.'/><author><name>Dr. Mallard Flockenstein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11155544371932052319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687521589409740230.post-5182018113997814235</id><published>2007-03-20T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T07:32:53.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza in the sky.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzEq1s8-3q4/RgAixtySKTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W8dHG5cHS0o/s1600-h/pizza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzEq1s8-3q4/RgAixtySKTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W8dHG5cHS0o/s200/pizza.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044069820154390834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this is getting a little bit ridiculous. Yesterday afternoon I was taking the garbage out and as I hauled the bag into the bin, I heard loud honking. So I looked up expecting to see Canada geese in a V-formation, but instead they were in the shape of what could only be described as a pizza. Of course I took this picture. What is going on? This is too much. The guys at Ornithology Club will never believe me. If you want to see the photo up close, check it out on &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/flockenstein"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687521589409740230-5182018113997814235?l=flockenstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/feeds/5182018113997814235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5687521589409740230&amp;postID=5182018113997814235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/5182018113997814235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/5182018113997814235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/2007/03/pizza-in-sky.html' title='Pizza in the sky.'/><author><name>Dr. Mallard Flockenstein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11155544371932052319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzEq1s8-3q4/RgAixtySKTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W8dHG5cHS0o/s72-c/pizza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687521589409740230.post-509200095963280297</id><published>2007-03-19T13:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T07:44:23.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New goose species?</title><content type='html'>I came across the strangest thing today on one of my usual jaunts through the woods. I was keeping my eyes peeled for the piliated woodpecker, as always, when I noticed what must be a hybrid goose species. It had blue markings on the bill and I could have sworn I heard it speaking in plain English. I assume it was male, and he seemed to be giving himself some sort of inspirational pep talk. He took off before I had a chance to decipher his honking. I’ve been searching through my textbooks all night and I can’t find anything even remotely related to its characteristics. Could I have discovered a new species? I’m going to go out first thing tomorrow to search for it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687521589409740230-509200095963280297?l=flockenstein.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/509200095963280297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687521589409740230/posts/default/509200095963280297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flockenstein.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-geese-species.html' title='New goose species?'/><author><name>Dr. Mallard Flockenstein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11155544371932052319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
