The story of a scaredy-cat and her dog

Winnie the Wonder Mutt wanted to go out at 2AM the other night. Of course, I was awake and working, so I let her out. While she was doing her thing, I got myself ready for bed. It was 2 o’clock after all. I went to let her back in and she allowed some sort of horrifying prehistoric insect to skitter in under the back door. I don’t know what it was but it was about 47 inches long, black and fast. It ran directly under a stack of books, some crates and other miscellaneous stuff in the office.

Winnie and I stared at the place it disappeared. It was way too late at night to be dismantling the office to find and kill a bug. Besides, I didn’t think anyone, neighbors included, would be too receptive to my constant screaming every time I saw the thing. Winnie and I switched off the light, closed the door, and went to bed. I’d tell My Honey in the morning.

The world’s most handsome mouser. Surely he can handle a 12 foot beetle.