Old neighborhood

Date: 1/31/2019

I was in my old childhood neighborhood (on the same street I used to live on but In another house I used to pick pomegranates at) with my husband and it was dark and had just stopped raining, there was this small dog that kept barking at the front door and it wouldn’t go away so I told my husband “open the door and yell at it and maybe it will run off”, he did just that but when he open the door a big mountain lion was sitting on the screen door looking at us, I yelled “shut the door before he gets in” but it was too late he jumps through the door and into the living room and leaps onto the couch, now before he can shut the door a big