I strung trip wire from our Christmas tree to the fireplace for my Santa-trap. For bait, I loaded a small table with milk and cookies. After years of missing birthdays, I wanted a holiday memory the kids would never forget.
But, like I told the police, I had no idea that our 450-pound neighbor, Dr. Cringle, made regular house calls to my wife. He had a key and, instead of heading upstairs to jingle her bells, went for the cookies. That dropped the heavy netting from the ceiling fan and sounded the industrial airhorn.
Yes, I still got what I wanted.
Michael Bloomfield says
Hilarious. Love it! ?
Susan F. Reid says
Very enjoyable story.
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Lawrence B. Schiamberg says
Absolutely delightful and humorous story, suggestive of techniques to potentially include in future work!
Laura Besley says
Haha! This one made me chuckle!
Paul Thorpe says
Jingle her bells is a great line.
Prudence Lev says
450 lbs. is a stretch. Can he even climb the stairs? Other than that, I like it.
I loved this. I agree that 450 lbs. is a bit much, but otherwise a great little story!
Christine Lesley Nedahl says