Friday, October 18, 2013
Chapter 10: The Moose Part 2
After I partially destroyed the Moose, it went into hiding. I couldn't find it anywhere. I know I ripped it apart, but I didn't fully destroy it. It still had some life in it. But where did it go? Today, I had my opportunity to find out. The yuppies left me alone with free range of the house (although they put the cat's food out of reach - that stuff is so good, why don't they feed me that? Lucky cat) while they were showering. As I understand it, showering is like taking a bath. Baths are the most miserable experience, just the word frightens me. Why would anyone do that voluntarily every day? Anyhow, I digress, I searched high and low for the Moose. I knew it was there somewhere. Finally, I picked up its scent and started tracking it. It was hidden under a pile of clothes, but that didn't stop me from getting to it. Now the Moose was mine! As usual, I started at the head going for the squeaker (even though it was a fake squeaker). To my surprise it was full of fluff. I ripped all that out. It was everywhere. Just as I was getting into it, the yuppies came out. I knew I would be in trouble, so I ran for my bed hoping they wouldn't notice. But just at that moment, Hamlet started sounding the alarm. He gave me away, letting the yuppies know all about my destruction. I will get you Hamlet, one day...
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Excellent job Latka! But why limit yourself to the moose under the pile of clothes? There was a pile of clothes! Go for them!!!
ReplyDeleteHamlet - be nice now, no one likes a tattle tale. And wouldn't it have been fun to hide under the pile of clothes and then spring out and scare the bejeebers out of Latka.