I slammed the door shut, wondering what the heck is going on and why a talking goose named FRANK of all names is standing on my porch. Maybe I got too into the wine tonight?
âWho is it?â My wife calls from the kitchen.
âJust a goose, his name is frank and he wants to come in. He talks,â I call back seriously.
She laughs. âShawn, there is no such thing as a talking goose named frank. Youâre bein...