I awoke this morning to some high drama.
A scream! (from the boy returning from feeding the guineas upon seeing a snake in the garage)
A snake! (boy warns)
Let's get it! (from the other boys)
No! (from me in bed)
When I made it outside, this was the scene.
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| Hello, Mr. Ratsnake. Why are you in my garage? |
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| Enter Ms. Ninja Cat |
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| Black Snake vs. Black Cat? |
Cat and snake struck at each other. Both left to regroup.
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| Exit snake. |
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| Followed by the cat. |
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| Face off, again. |
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| Ninja strikes! |
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| Enter reinforcement(s)? |
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| That might be tasty. . . |
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| . . . provided you do all the work. Yawn. |
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| Ms. Cat is ready to strike again, confident in her approach. . . |
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| . . . but the snake holds the field/lawn. |
The cats lose interest. Their kibble is waiting. Then it's time for bagels and cream cheese for the rest of us.
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