It may sound strange but I kind of like Canada geese. I was good friends with a pair of them for years, back when I was walking a lot. They knew me by sight and would come waddling up when I called them. They were still wild though, and would do the hissing wing-flapping thing if anyone came too close, including other geese. I eventually introduced them to my family, who were accepted straight away and the third year they showed up with three gosling, and introduced them to us, and we all got along famously. They'd guard the trail with the "sentry" at the edge of the group, neck stretched up keeping an eye out, but the male (I called him Honker) wanted me to take turns doing it and he was sometimes vocal about it. That was a little surreal even for me, to be chewed out for slacking by a goose flock leader.