I figured the moving about didn't help, but who knew he would be so.....protective? At least he is now clear on the concept that I am, in fact, the bigger goose. It took three kicks to the chest.
I picked her up, and he went NUTS so I made big with one arm....nothing. So, I used my rain booted foot to bump his chest. He came back again. So, I booted him harder. He went back about 3 feet and came back. So, the third boot to the chest sent him about 8-10 feet back. That did it, and i stooped to grab two eggs then moved her and the eggs to the homeless shelter. He was confused, so he went into the coop and surprisingly he was a cinch to pick up. Neither protests when I pick them up. I expected him to be a bit more ornery, but I didn't actually HAVE to grab his neck first. (I gently darted my hand around his neck quickly, but didn't actually grab and he was fine.)
With her, I figured she would bite me. My mama duck does. So, I gingerly used one hand to distract, the other to touch her neck. She didn't move. So I pet, nothing. I "ringed" my hand around her neck as a precaution and slipped my other hand under her breast.....nothing. So, I scooped her up. Other than adjusting herself she was placid as usual.
This picking up was all part of the eviction process. I think both sides learned something that day.
I will keep the apartment going for them, and will lock them up in there at night. They are currently exploring the extended yard along with their neighbors. I have my back yard, for the dogs, then I have the back back for the birds. The geese have a section in the back o the back back for them. Right now they are in the entire yard, and my dogs are inside. I trying like heck to upload some shots I took but Kies, Galaxy s3 and Mac are currently arguing to the point that I had to walk away, lest one of those electronics dies a violent death. Trying again now.