In Bandon, where I was living recently, there were a gaggle of geese which lived in a small pond a couple houses down, and they’d walk around and make a royal green-poo mess of things.
I was living in the Pacific NW at the time, and I stand by that sentiment.
Granted, I know that they can only work with the info they have, and it’s impossible to tell what’s going to come off the coast or up over the coastal range, but it is still dang frustrating.
I have been known to stash cookies and other things when living with folks who seem to have a negative view on my massive intake of sugar. Mind you, I share this negative view, it’s just taking a life long to wean myself.