Earlier this afternoon I heard honking, looked out and saw a lone Canada goose out in the middle of the icy lake. As I watched him, I realized that he was actually pretty much trapped by the underlying ice and had difficulty trying to move around in the icy water that was slowly melting on the surface of the ice; he couldn't get up on the ice, nor could he swim due to the ice beneath him, and he couldn't get the needed momentum to fly out of there. He raised his head and plaintively honked again, but no one came to his rescue. I felt so sorry for the little guy!
He tried biting at the ice to break a path for himself, and eventually was able to turn around and try to head in the direction where there was open water, and I cheered him on as he made his slow progress, plowing his way through the ice and surface water. At last he made it to a point where he could break through and finally swim freely again. Whew! I didn't know where the rest of the gang was or why/how he happened to be all by himself out there. Later I saw a few geese on the common ground area near the townhouses across the lake from us, and I hope he was with them!