Originally Posted by
Chasmo
Some years ago I was a Deputy Sheriff out in New Mexico. I answered a call to a hogan out on the Reservation and one of my fellow Deputies was in the area who just happened along. The old lady who lived there had a big old goose raising cane at our presence. I pulled out my baton, extended it and walked toward the door. My partner admonished me telling me to put that thing away that the old lady was sick not a threat. The goose didn't chase me around the yard. But, the city boy was doing a dance. I didn't hit the goose I just had something to push its head away from me. My old buddy sure could cuss. He couldn't see what I thought was so funny.