That's interesting keberoxu, because (as I think I have said on here a while back) out at Wroxham (on the Broads), the Canada geese and the swans sit around amicably together on the banks of the Broad looking as if they're having a nice chat.
Our swans have raised their cygnets, and no longer waddle along the street because their young offspring can now fly (phew!)
But the red deer BamBam is often seen strolling across the road and nearly getting hit by a car. He still swims with the village children in the river.
The naughty pig was caught (but he'll be out again, as the pig farmer's fences are ramshackle) and yet more huge swarms of bees buzz overhead, with their owners frantically following with a smoker and a skep to try and capture them.
At our village riding stables, due to the pandemic distancing rules, the staff tack up every horse in each stall, having sterilised the saddles and bridles, then smack their rumps. They trot outside to the waiting riders to be mounted (not the staff, the horses I mean). After the ride, the riders smack their rumps and they obediently trot back to the yard for unsaddling. Very weird but necessary I suppose.