A few months ago I was waiting for Steve to catch one of our geese that wasn't doing well. He took so long and I got absorbed in what I was doing and totally forgot I needed to help him when he got to our door. (We were going to put the goose in the dog crate inside so he could dry out since his feathers wouldn't dry out.) Suddenly there's Steve at the door and I jumped up to get the crate. Neither of us really knows what happened but as I stepped from the living room up the 3" step to the kitchen I started falling hard! All I remember was seeing Steve holding the goose outside and both of them had eyes as big as saucers!!! I really hurt myself and wasn't doing well so Steve managed to get inside, close the door, climb over me with the goose in his arms to get to the dog crate, put the goose away and then come help me. Long story short, I sprained my shoulder and had a big bruise on my arm. He had to take me to the clinic where they x-rayed me and put me in a sling and sent me home. It hurt pretty badly for a couple of days but it's fine now. LOL! I just wish I had a picture of the goose and Steve as I was going down. LOLOL! I did get a picture of me as we left the doctor's office so I should scrap it and tell that story.
