One morning I was finishing up with brushing my teeth, when I realized that I hadn't seen the resident mosquito eater that morning. So when my teeth were sparkly and clean, I began to call for him and look more carefully. I was peering into the laundry area repeating, "Mosquito Eater? Mosquito Eater?" when The Librarian walked by.
She asked what a mosquito eater was. I described it, and she said that she thought it was a blind mosquito. I don't really know about that, but as I was describing it, DJ Valentine walked up. DJ Valentine looked at me curiously and said, "Was it a flying insect with long legs?" I responded that it was, and DJ Valentine said, "Oh yeah, I know where that is. It's, ah, in a piece of kleenex in the trash can." I looked at him in horror - my poor, friendly mosquito eater!! DJ Valentine apologized, saying that he had smooshed my pet mosquito eater that very morning, not realizing that I wanted to keep bugs flying around my house.
That's what I get for not introducing all my household pets. I don't kill spiders either, should you ever end up at my house. If they bother you, I can run a catch and release operation.
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