"chip...chip..chip..."
I looked at my watch, its 6 am. The other side of my bed is empty, thats strange. Miko always sleep together with me. I recalled her strange behavior last night, usually by midnight, she will lying close to my legs waiting to go to sleep. But last night she was furiously running from one side of the conner of the house to the other side. Sniffing and scratching, as though she is searching for something.
The strange sound continues....
I walked silently to the living room. Although it was pitch black, but I can still saw Miko and Qui Qui sitting in the middle of the room looking intensely at the direction of the pillows on the floor. I try to called her to come back to the room with me, but she ignored me totally. Then, she look at me, intensely.... i swear if there is such thing as the eye language existed, she would use the movement of eyeballs to tell me to remove the pillow on the floor. Well, you know what happened next, curiosity kills the 'Rat' .Once the pillowed was removed, i saw a black furry creature moving underneath.
From that moment on, everything happens in a split second. I jumped behind, Miko jumped infront to catch the creature, i hold Miko back to prevent her to do so, then i throw the pillow back to the rat. i wake up the whole family, the brave mom remove the pillow and discovered the rat was dead. i look at the dead rat horrifyingly while shivers ran through my spine. The brave mom took plastic bag to dispose the corpse. Everyone back to sleep.
*phew*
But, one thing i learned, there is no such thing as mickey mouse or Ratatouille in the reality. And yes, DOG knows how to catch RAT also.
*RAWwwww.....* I am a RAT catching DOGGIE!
susanjade2 wrote on Oct 17, '07 This dog is really yours?! - or did have in the past? Have had dogs previously...tho not so 'cuddly' as this one. Miko looks so small. The ones my family had were German Shepherds/Alsatians - police type dogs = used for security. We lived in a tough place! If the dog's currently yours...where do you have time to feed, clean, walk the dog? |