My little spoiled goose boy, Owen has gotten to be such a little lovebug. he now actually tries to climb out of the brooder so that he can sit on me and give loves. I have the brooder set up on the covered porch by the front door so he sees me a hundred times a day and is so used to just me messing with everyone. My mom's friend came over tonight to pick up some stuff for her and when she went to pet the babies Owen just started Screaming! It was like he was yelling for me or saying "No! No! You're not the one! Go away!!" It was too hilarious I actually had to pick the little turd up to calm him down. And my sister just asked me today "what are you going to do when you have a big, fat goose trying to climb in your lap?" and I said "i don't think he'll be that attached when he gets older"