The four of them are locked in fierce vocal combat. It’s two against two. Two on land, two on water, yet they are no more than 20 yards apart, bellowing at each other with all their might and welded into a staring contest on top of that. This has been going on for more than half an hour and neither side is backing down. One wonders what would happen if they got within reach of each other.
However, in this particular instance, the land duo is suffering the indignity of having to operate from within a restricted space that precludes them from reaching the water in the first place. That, and were they somehow to reach the water they are clearly no match for the two water-going vessels. This is just as well because it is clear that both duos are very aware of what their combat strengths and weakness are. Neither pair would be a match for their opponents were the current faceoff happening on their opponent’s turf.
There are moments when the two water-going vessels move away in unison and sail out of view of their land-based opponents. For a moment, only a moment mind you, there is quiet, as if both sides have, without speaking a word, decided to take a break from the fray. The quiet doesn’t last however. The two water-going vessels sail back into view and point there bows directly at the two landlubbers and the roaring begins again.
None of this makes any sense to me, other than I suppose this is what happens when two Canadian Geese and two penned-in American dogs decide to get into a shouting match.