By Prospero Dae
Kitty stood atop a satinwood chair in my office, emitting a high-pitched scream. As I stormed in, the mirror we received as a wedding present shattered from the uber-operatic sound.
She was, as you’ve noticed, terribly afraid of mice (and terribly attractive on that chair—in her ditzy way).
Chill, Kitty…the folks at Die-You-Gravy-Sucking-Rat gave the place a once-over and there’s no evidence of rodential malfeasance.
Composure regained, Kitty frowned.
But she was right all along—there it was, its long tail attached to my computer. Now, if only I could get my mind around the seven years of bad luck!
A Kitty afraid of mice. Hmm. I thought the name of the exterminator to be too much, and her attractiveness, irrelevant to the story.
The phases uber-operatic and die-you-gravy-sucking-rat got me smiling. Thanks!
I found the story humorous and well written.
This is so good. Well done.
I love this one, Prospero
Rats! I wish I’d thought of it…
You may have to consider going wireless my friend. But then, no telling where your peripheral untethered might end up!