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Next month "A total surprise"
Staring out.
What is that noise? Emma's shrill voice woke up her sleeping husband George. George
wasn't too pleased to be woken up from what had been a quite nice
dream where he had been chatting up the new bar maid who had just
started working in the local inn. I can't hear anything he said half
rising himself up by his elbow. It's stopped now but it was a
scuttling noise from the kitchen.
Get back to sleep
most likely its from outside. No I'm going down to see what it is as
Emma swung her legs over the side of the bed and switched on the
bedside light. Oh alright hang on I'll go George struggled to free
himself from the heaped blankets. Putting on his trousers and
slippers he made his way to the door. I'll come with you Emma
whispered.
Silently apart from
Emma's teeth chattering with fright they both made their way
downstairs.
George slowly opened
the kitchen door and emboldened by no reaction he switched on the
electric light. As he did so something flew from one side of the room
to the other.
Jesus Christ George
blasphemed what was that. What did you see Emma asked as she followed
him into the room.
I don't know looked
like a cat a black one.
Emma shook her head,
I've never seen a black cat around here before she replied anyway how
did it get in? I don't know perhaps when you put the bin bags out
last thing.
Open the back door
Emma I'll see if I can chase it out. George grabbed hold of the
washing machine and pulled it out as far as he could He then got on
his hands and knees and peered under the kitchen cupboards with the
torch that was kept in case of a power cut. Now where are you pussy
he said encouragingly Jesus he exclaimed and threw himself backwards
A pair of malevolent shining eyes stared out at him. It's a rat he
cried. As big as any cat. Emma shrieked and rushed out of the kitchen
into the garden. George gathered his thoughts what could he do. He
didn't fancy poking it with a stick the rat was big, big enough to
attack him perhaps .
He could hear Emma
talking to their neighbour who had come out on hearing the commotion.
perhaps he might have an idea as he was a chap who was very
practical and seemed to be able to solve any problem. He thought
should he ring the police but no he would wait to see if Salvo his
neighbour could come up with a suggestion.
A short while later
Salvo turned up looking cheerful carrying a walking stick. George
looked unimpressed “What you going to do with that, club it to
death? I've already tried to get it out with a broom handle but it
just retreats. You'll soon see, said Salvo confidently, bending down
in the corner and pushing the walking stick forward. Suddenly George
was deafened as the walking stick gun fired. There you are problem
solved it's well and truly dead. Salvo triumphantly pulled back the
gun and the dead rat. George looked on amazed but also concerned
about the possible mess left behind and not only that he saw water
was seeping out at the boiler end of the cupboards. Salvo you good at
repairing burst pipes?
