The entire office has just been brought to a standstill, everyone peering out of the window at something so wonderful we're reduced to childish giggling.

Geese. Hundreds of Geese.

In formation.

Across the sky, in a giant, perfect V. It's magnificent.

Then someone notices there's two lagging behind, which turned the arrow-head into a particularly vehement smilie.

If we ever manage to communicate with animals properly, I sincerely hope it isn't through the media of emoticons.