George comes home one day to find an elephant watching TV and eating chocolate chip cookies in his living room. When he tells his friends, they say it's impossible: George must be seeing things. But the next day, and the day after that, his large and uninvited guest remains and makes itself even more at home - with disastrous results. (Elephants should NEVER sit on couches.) Is George dreaming or just plain crazy? Before long, his friends see the elephant as well. Or do they? SURELY they too aren't going crazy like poor George? So no one says a single word about the gigantic creature lounging in the flowerbed...until something happens that finally breaks this very awkward silence.