In my office the call came in
The hysterical voice was my better half
"Get your ass home, visiting is your kin,
a rat's in the closet, don't you dare laugh"
At home the cat sat on the floor,
peering up into the wardrobe
Got a bat, opened the door
hanging clothes began to probe
Shaking each vesture, almost done
suddenly out jumped the rat
Looking for cover in circles it did run
clatter of claws, retreated yellow bellied cat
In my house I wear no shoes
This rodent, too close for my stick
a bare foot stomp was not good news
so escaped my kin, being too quick
Up the cuff of my pant ran the varmint
wife, busting a gut, said, as I began to dance,
shedding the rodent filled garment
"even our wedding night you were slower removing your pants"
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sorenbarrett (
Offline) - Published: May 4th, 2024 04:06
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😂🤣That's wot I calls a great story, Soren. I can relate to that full on without, thankfully having had the experience. The domestic/relational dynamic is good value unto itself.
Thanks Dave appreciate the read and comment. Yea the cat laughed to its last days.
Yes, I remember our wedding night -KP slept in the cat basket, and the cat slept on the bed! lol.
A catastrophe or was the cat satisfied? lol Thanks for the read Orchi.
lol 😂
Thanks so much for the read
lol oh this imagery, it's a bit like this in my house! Not the rodent but the comedy 🤣 Fabulous. 🌹
Thanks Teddy life is stranger than fiction. Appreciate the read and comment friend.
Good fun write soren.
Andy
Thanks Gold appreciate the read and comment.
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