Friday, July 27

The story of a hero…

I was in Prince Albert this week visiting my Mom and thought I would share one of our adventures.


One morning I saw this BIG black and red… thing in her apartment. I went to get something to kill it with and when I got back it was gone. We searched everywhere; it was nowhere to be found. Of course all day I was freaked, feeling it on me or seeing it somewhere… but nothing. I knew it was watching…waiting. We were just about to turn in that night and there it was looking at us from the hallway, hunger in its eyes and drool in its jaws, slashing into the air like we were already being fed upon.

But this time, we were ready…

I had the can of raid spray and mom armed with a fly swatter and paper towels. I squared off first and sprayed, like a flash it dove and rolled left… I missed! Getting reset I then took the super-duper leaping dive ninja roll and sprayed right, the demon saw it coming…missed again! I landed hard on my side this time and was injured. The beast, seeing me in a vulnerable position took his opportunity leaping straight for my throat! I knew it was over for me and with what I thought was my last breath, I looked back at mom and squeaked out…

"Run Mom, save yourself! I’ll hold it off as long as I can!"

Instantly Mom’s motherly instincts kicked in, she grabbed me and ripped me back out of harm’s way. With fire in her eyes and the swatter in her hand, like a blurred frenzy she beat the stunned beast within an inch of its life. With one fluid motion she grabbed the paper towel, wrapped up the stunned and defeated animal and tossed them into the toilet… flush. Round and round, down and down it went, back to hell where it had come from.

After I flushed four more times… the black and red beetle was gone.

THE END