I knew it would happen. It was just a matter of time. It was coming, though I could not forecast the "when" of it's appearance. But it finally did come.
Last night, I was just starting to drift off to sleep while Bonnie was doing "things" around the place here and I hear a blood curling scream. I immediately jumped out of bed to see what was the matter, when what to my wondering eyes should appear... Oops. I got side tracked there. I was running to find out what was happening with my companion. She was still screaming as she blurted out, "There is a cockroach in my kitchen!" Sure enough, there he was, looking at Bonnie, threatening.
So, I put on my armor and decided to tackle it. (If I didn't, there would have been a mutiny.) So, I looked at the little guy in his eyes and challenged him to a battle. It was him or me. One of us had to die. There wasn't room enough in our apartment for both of us to remain living in the same space. So I took off my slippers and engaged battle. He sped away and finally under the stove. His tactic was to hide. Well, he finally snuck out his head from under there and of course I jumped. Finally, I battled to show how brave I was and squashed him.
Bonnie was relieved but then said that she would be looking everywhere for the rest of the "-roach" family. I tried to convince her that he was an only child, but she would have none of that. It messed up her night, no sleep, worrying about being overrun with cockroaches. (I slept like a baby.)
I wanted to take a picture of his SMASHED little body to show you all how dreadful he was, but there was none of that. I just enjoyed accolades for my bravery, battle skills, and the power of my slipper on top if his head. So, today, I have to do research to find the location of his entrance and eliminate it for future possible entrances of the rest of the roach family. What a way to spend P day.
At least there wasn't a rous- a rodent of unusual size. And I am a hero today.
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