Squawk at me in a gentle way

In the morning drive to the courthouse. Go in for several hearings. Walk to the jail. Go in for a consultation. In the afternoon walk down to the lakefront. Walk to the Oak Leaf trail. Walk out to UW-Milwaukee. Walk back downtown. Find two geese in Pere Marquette Park. One of them looks injured. Put out a pile of seed for them. The healthy geese stops to squawk at me in a gentle way that looks like it saying “Thank You!”. I feel very good about myself. Stop by the Third Street Market Hall. Not impressed at all.