Canadian Goose

One early Sunday morning I was walking on a path that I had walked down many times before.  I was reaching a bend in the path and I was about to walk around it when I looked at the sky and saw a huge castle with a rocket booster floating above me.  It started to land on the path a few miles down.  I jogged towards the castle hardly even noticing the wonderful summer landscape around me.  In just under 20 minutes I had reached the castle.  Around it was a moat that must have floated along with it because it had never been there before today.  As I got closer a little mechanical CCTV camera popped out of the wall.  "Who is there?" it asked in an inhuman voice.  "Tate is here." I replied.  Suddenly the CCTV camera shot back into the wall and I heard a little conversation.  It shot back out and said "Enter.".  The drawbridge fell across the moat and I stepped over it.  I walked into the courtyard on the inside of the castle.  There were thousands of trees everywhere.  This is huge I thought to my self.  Then a goose on jetpacks flew in from the sky and landed right in front of me.  "Hi!" it screamed.  "Um, hi." I said much more quietly than the goose.  "Bye!" it shouted again and flew off to the other end of the courtyard.  I followed it as best as I could.  It beat me to the other end by nearly 5 minutes and was trying to open the gate when I arrived.  "Who are you?" I asked the goose.  "Goosey Goose, Goosey Goose!" it replied.  It finally succeeded in opening the gate and it waddled through.  "Buford, get down here now!" screamed the goose.  A table with helicopter rotors on top flew down the stairs and landed at the gooses feat.  The rotor blades shot back into the top and it looked like a normal table.  "I want cheese now!" the goose shrieked.  "Yes sir!" the table said with a robotic voice.  Its helicopter rotors popped back out again and it soared off down the hall.  "Why is that table flying?" I asked the goose.  "Its name is Buford!" he shouted back at me.  "Ok then, why is Buford flying?" "Because I made him fly!" shrieked the goose.  "What is my name?" the goose asked me.  "Goosey Goose?" I replied.  "Correct" replied the goose.  Just then Buford flew back in with a 5 foot circular block of cheese.  "Yum Yum Yum!" yelled the goose.  He raced for the cheese and devoured it is 5 seconds.  He came back and said "Good cheese."  I turned around and looked for Buford but he was nowhere to be seen.  "Where's Buford?" I asked the goose.  "Eating cheese!" the goose replied.  "Tables can eat cheese?" I asked.  "Yup!" it shrieked.  Then it tried to fly with its wings instead of its jetpack.  "Fly Goosey Goosey, Fly!"  It screamed.  Tjen it pushed a button on its jetpack and flew up, hit the ceiling, and fell back down again.