Goose

I have got to write my dreams down in the morning, but my mornings are normally too rushed. I now only remember partial bits of the dream, come lunchtime!

In this dream there was a goose that was being eaten by a larger bird (maybe a heron?- it had long legs). When I first looked at them it looked like they were both dead, with the goose in the mouth of the other bird. But later, they were both very much alive and the goose was struggling and squirming to get away, but it wasn't going to get away.