False Creek Goslings

This morning on our (mostly) weekly jog along the south side of False Creek we had to make a rather large detour on account of our dog. She's a Cocker Spaniel, and they were historically bred to flush wood cocks from the underbrush for hunters to be able to shoot them. Of course now they're mostly house pets, but their heritage, especially Tannah's, shows up loud and clear every time she sees a bird; she instinctively charges to send the bird(s) aflight.

Upon discovery of such a large flock of geese and goslings encamped on the seawall sidewalk this morning we stopped well in advance before our dog noticed them. My wife took Tannah on a detour around the birds while I photographed them.