It was a dark and muggy night in the land of Ohio. As Data Wizard and I settled down for the evening, we heard thumping and shuffling echo through the halls of Gnarly Castle. The little ones were asleep and Tasha was in her crate. So that meant another troublemaker hunted for our precious food stores.
I gave him a nudge with my elbow, “Better go check it out.”
Data Wizard grumbled, but rallied himself to confront the knave who dared to break curfew. He walked into the darkness of the galley, toward the only source of light. Then Data Wizard raised both arms and blasted an incantation.
HAUNT NOT MY REFRIGERATOR…
AND SHUT OFF THY COMPUTER ‘TIL DAWN!”
This proved utterly ineffective, earning only a harsh glare from our 17 year old Wizard-In-Training. ‘D’ looked into the half-opened fridge, back at his father, then went upstairs, stuffing a hot dog ‘n bun into his mouth.
Data Wizard returned to me and proclaimed, “Rejoice! For the chicken dinner leftovers will survive another day!”
“We lost another hot dog, didn’t we.”