Pet-Sit Panics

Where were you when the lights went out. In my world I work in little clumps. Today I worked outside for instance. I planted a few things, raked the yard poisoned some weed and fire ants I have much from which to choose. The sun room needs tweaking. The fireplace needs cleaning for sure. There is always something leaking. My short haired poodle. A killer. Ha Ha Keeps away those, house to house selling Last week I organized my hobby room. What ensued was really worth telling. Roscoe, the dog sleeps in the hobby room. Along with a nine foot boa constrictor A sea turtle with one leg missing and a harmless eight inch tarantula. While cleaning I checked out an old artifact. I have a frontier bear trap, a terrible thing. It was set, ready to spring, on the floor so delicate that a fly can trip the spring A small snake with red and black rings came through the door, a king no doubt I thought, how terribly unusual was this coincidence. Just then the lights went out. Roscoe barked, the bear trap sprung I lunged for the emergency light at the stair No need, the lights came back on and the sight I saw in that room there!!! Turtle, completely withdrawn, was in the trap. Roscoe in the terrarium, tarantula playing dead, The snake disappearing tail first into boa’s mouth followed a few minutes later by its head. Aug 15 2010 For Sharon's Pet sit contest