it was a dark, cold night.......part 2
there we were, PinkDogg, Spot and me, alone, in the dark, wondering ...........
we heard a noise ........................... strange steps coming up to the front door, then the screen door slowly opeeennninggggg .................... then, the front door handle ratttttlled, then ratttttlled again. “Who was doin’ that?” we wondered, “and why ??? “
then the footsteps retreated and went around to the back of the house. “Oh no”, we wondered, “did anyone remember to lock the porch door???” then we heard ................... squeeeeekkk – the sound of the porch door opening ..................... “Did anyone lock the door from the porch to t he house? ?” – “they often forget” ................
we had to plan quickly. PinkDogg wanted to stay together – “safety in numbers” he said.
but i thought we had to split up, just in case the “unthinkable” happened. PinkDogg, with my help, slid into a desk drawer and I closed it after him.
Spot made his way to a shelf, and assumed a disguise.
it was up to *ME * to confront the intruder. i stealthily slipped into the hall and tip-pawed into the kitchen. it was too dark, and the table blocked my view. the only way to discover *WHO* the intruder was, was, was ………… to JUMP on the kitchen table!!
“i’m sorry Mom, I know you don’t like me up there” , but duty called!!
i ….. quietly….. made the leap and
!!!!!!!!! **CRASH** !!!!!!!
“What was that???”
i heard fumblings in the dark ……. "what was happening ????? "
i heard steps across the dining room, and sensed someone ……. reaching ……. reaching …… i got ready to pounce …… ready to defend my turf ….. then **!*!BRIGHT LIGHTs !*!** were in my eyes, I ~ ~squinted ~ ~ and tried to shield myself ...........................................
then.............................
then............................
then...........................
i heard ...................... a VOICE ...............................
...eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeekkkkkkkkk ...........................................