Today I saw two geese perched on an ice shelf before a melting river. I wish I could do that. Sit on the sheets of ice and dip my hands in the freezing water that's dribbling by. Well, I'd fall in. But I suppose if I were a goose I couldn't wish for anything, or wonder at the wonders of nature. I'd be noisy and obnoxious, and fail to appreciate the river below. I guess I'll stay human and refrain from leaving my excrement in public places.