'Wait!' says the pigeon as you are preparing to roast it on a spit, 'Don't eat me! I came here to deliver a parcel for you! I've been carrying it under my wing all the way from Oslo! You try flying all the way from Oslo with a parcel tucked under your wing!' The pigeon gives you a small box wrapped up with brown paper and string.
'I wonder what it can be,' you say, forgetting all about eating the pigeon in your excitement. You open the box to find a small doll inside which looks remarkably like you. 'just what I've always wanted,' you say, 'my very own Voodoo doll.'
Will you put it back in the box, give it to Donald for safekeeping, or roast it on the spit?