This story rings true to me. I often ride my “bike” in a park nearby and on occasion have come a bit too close to goslings and momma goose did not hesitate to come after me. Fortunately I can still outrun a goose on my bike so I was not “feathered” to death. For the momma goose to peck on the police car and then just stand back and watch the office untangle the gosling seems to be the “real” thing.