I remember them being friendly as a kid. There was one that I called Noodleneck that loved head scratches that would run up to me and try to put his head in my hand. Now I sit on the bench at the top of the hill in my bike commute and Deathbeak XVII keeps coming up from behind the bench to nip at my butt. Its a weird spot to see a goose too but he's there at least once a week.