Geese in the neighborhood lake used to give my black lab a wide berth when they saw her coming. She had the softest mouth of any bird dog I've ever been around and never punched a single hole in any duck, dove or quail I shot but she hated a freaking goose like nobody's business. If she could catch one on the bank, she'd race in and grab it just below the head and shake it until it was dead. She got wing beat bad when she was about 3 months old and once she grew up into an 85-90lb dog, I guess she figured it was payback time. I hate a freaking goose. Crap everywhere, and taste like chit too. Worthless animal in my book.