April

You are a goose and you have the biggest pond with the best fish around. In waterfowl terms you have it made. There is only one problem with your real-estate : it talkes and with the way Betty from down in the city keeps chattering that is not normal for ponds, nor a desireable quality in them. You agree for the most part, the constant mumbling is grating on your nerves, but on the other hand it keeps the humans away that keep eyeing you in the winter. Sometimes you can mumble like your pond too, if you drank the water, but only for a time and then you are back to your quacks. You rather not end up like that owl you heard about. So you have a great life, if one disregards your pond that informs humans that draw near that it will turn them into deer, hares and the like if they drink from it. Most humans look at the pond weirdly and then look at you as if you are even weirder for paddling in it. But honestly you don't know what the fuss is about, the fish sparkle nicely and you have always stopped making humans noises, so you don't see what the problem is for the humans. Until one day a pair of small humans comes to your pond. Your pond of course starts it spiel. Seriously why can't your pond shut up for once?