I was in the kitchen, just getting ready to make dinner, when I heard a knock at the door. More than one knock. It almost sounded….urgent. Who would be coming here at this hour? I looked at the clock: 7:45pm. I sighed as I took the few steps to the door. When I opened it, I didn’t see anyone. A voice, seemingly from beyond says “(clears throat) excuse me, down here”.

I looked down, and in a split second, I see a goose, screamed and closed the door. Oh boy. _This is it_, I thought. _I’ve lost my mind. Yesterday I thought I saw a ghost and now I’m seeing talking geese!_ The knocking continues. The goose says (can you believe it?!), “excuse me I don’t mean to bother you but I really need to come inside. It’s an emergency!”

I try to pull myself together, because I need to see if this is real or not. I steady myself and open the door. The goose waddles in past me. I started to protest, but when I looked up to close the door again, there was a rather large coyote in my driveway. The emergency.

Going back into the house, I see the goose has made itself comfortable in my living room. On my couch. Geez is this how Tom felt in the Sonic movie? I wondered.

“Thank you so much for letting me in! I don’t know if you saw it, but a coyote has been stalking me all evening, and I need to figure out a way to get it to lose interest in me”, It said. “I’m so sorry, my manners. My name is Frank. Frank Guzman”. He held out a wing as if to shake hands, and I fainted.