A couple of days ago I took my son (8yrs old) and oldest daughter to the dentist. As we're in the parking lot getting ready to leave, we notice a couple of geese on the lawn next to the lot. Now, my son can get a little obsessive about things. For years it was pirates. EVERYTHING had to do with pirates. Well, now he's really big into the Ology books: Dragonology, Wizardology, etc. He considers himself a practicing dragonologist and is trying to become a wizard. His books pretty much go with him wherever we go. So, here we are in my Subaru looking a pair of geese. Next thing I know, Lincoln is running across the lawn toward the unsuspecting geese, encumbered by a couple of his hard-covered books on wizardry. He has decided to try and make one of them his Familiar. (If you don't know what a wizard's familiar is than you obviously haven't played enough Dungeons & Dragons in your younger days! A familiar is a wizard's pet; usually there's some sort of mental telepathy link between the two.)

Alas, the geese were not really into the whole wizard thing. They turned away, walking and squawking, with the wand-and-tomb-encumbered wizard-to-be struggling after pleading with them to come back. Apparantly, the boy takes after his father. The geese were faster.