You and me both Fabs! I breasted some geese a couple of years ago and made the ardent mistake of not taking my hunting boots off prior to walking into our main entry hall of the house.
Apparently some feathers stuck to the underside of the boots which our (her) cats found quite entertaining.
Much to my chagrin, she had just finished washing the floors and now had the equivolant of a cup of down flying all over the house. I personally didn't see it as a huge deal but she thought otherwise.
On the other hand and in all fairness, she couldn't understand my wigging out about grabbing some damp hunting clothes off the dryer line awhile back and throwing them in the dryer along with some jeans and a couple of Downy fabic sofetner sheets!