hour.”
“Alright, you sneak over the fence and wiggle your way through the doggie door. Unlock the kitchen door for me and then hide the dog somewhere safe okay?” Judy was buzzing with adrenaline.
Oh boy, these were precisely the sort of incalculable scenarios Bernie was worried about in the first place. If it worked, they would be breaking and entering and dog napping for starters. In addition, slipping the guy a Mickey had to be against some kind of law.
As if Judy could read her friend’s mind, she reminded her, “We could just call the whole thing off. But you’ll have to accept the fact that you’re going to lose Andrew forever.”
Bernie marched across the backyard and scaled the fence. She looked all around to see if anyone was watching her after she hopped the fence. Not before, like any seasoned criminal worth his salt. She saw no one and dashed to the back door and wiggled her way in through the narrow doggie door.
The tiny Pomeranian started yapping madly as Bernie scooped him up and dashed upstairs. She wasn’t worried about the barking. The dog yapped all day long until Steve came home. Bernie tossed him gently onto the bed and dashed out pulling the bedroom door closed behind her just in time as he jumped down and charged the door.
Bernie vaulted back over the fence, got into her car, and headed to the lab. She went in and grabbed the analyzer, tossed it on the passenger’s seat, and headed back home.
Meanwhile, Judy walked about a quarter-mile in the knee-deep water of the canal behind their house. She finally spotted her quarry. The gator saw Judy and sank beneath the water-line leaving behind a telltale stream of bubbles coming to the surface.
Judy launched herself in that direction. She lurched back up out of the water with a choke-hold on the five-foot-long alligator. It closed its mouth with a sharp snap and Judy quickly clamped down on its tooth-filled snoot. She didn’t have a free hand to wind the tape around its mouth, so she headed for the house leaving the tape and catch pole behind.
The two women arrived back at the house at the same time. Judy pinned the gator to the ground long enough for Bernie to wind the electrical tape around its mouth.
Together on the count of three, they heaved the gator over the fence and then scrambled over themselves. They jammed the gator backwards halfway through Steve’s kitchen door. Holding his mouth closed Bernie popped the tape and they shoved him the rest of the way inside. They climbed over the fence and dashed across their backyard as Steve pulled into his driveway.
The girls activated the jamming device. A moment later a series of loud, womanly screams issued from inside Steve’s house. He shot out his front door like a cannon ball, nearly ripping the screen door off its hinges. He tumbled out onto the lawn but sprang back up and quickly pushed the screen door closed. He wedged his foot at the base of the door to keep it shut while he dialed nine-one-one.
It was useless. All he heard was a faint static on the line. “Great! The perfect moment for you to go haywire on me.” Steve caught his breath and looked around. The gator disappeared back inside his house. He knew that he and the girls next door were always the first in their neighborhood to come home from work.
He looked over and saw that both cars were home. “Great.” He shook his head in resignation, as he headed over to knock on their door. He simply couldn’t stand to be around Judy. He thought she was a loud mouth. He didn’t understand why he never saw her in a Roller Derby outfit. To him, it seemed like the perfect fit for her.
With a slow dread-filled sigh, he knocked on the door. Judy instantly pulled it open which startled him. He realized that she had to have been standing right there waiting for him.
“Oh. Hi Steve, what’s up?”
“I hate to bother you, but I’ve got an alligator in my house and my cell phone just took a dump.”
Judy looked genuinely
“Alright, you sneak over the fence and wiggle your way through the doggie door. Unlock the kitchen door for me and then hide the dog somewhere safe okay?” Judy was buzzing with adrenaline.
Oh boy, these were precisely the sort of incalculable scenarios Bernie was worried about in the first place. If it worked, they would be breaking and entering and dog napping for starters. In addition, slipping the guy a Mickey had to be against some kind of law.
As if Judy could read her friend’s mind, she reminded her, “We could just call the whole thing off. But you’ll have to accept the fact that you’re going to lose Andrew forever.”
Bernie marched across the backyard and scaled the fence. She looked all around to see if anyone was watching her after she hopped the fence. Not before, like any seasoned criminal worth his salt. She saw no one and dashed to the back door and wiggled her way in through the narrow doggie door.
The tiny Pomeranian started yapping madly as Bernie scooped him up and dashed upstairs. She wasn’t worried about the barking. The dog yapped all day long until Steve came home. Bernie tossed him gently onto the bed and dashed out pulling the bedroom door closed behind her just in time as he jumped down and charged the door.
Bernie vaulted back over the fence, got into her car, and headed to the lab. She went in and grabbed the analyzer, tossed it on the passenger’s seat, and headed back home.
Meanwhile, Judy walked about a quarter-mile in the knee-deep water of the canal behind their house. She finally spotted her quarry. The gator saw Judy and sank beneath the water-line leaving behind a telltale stream of bubbles coming to the surface.
Judy launched herself in that direction. She lurched back up out of the water with a choke-hold on the five-foot-long alligator. It closed its mouth with a sharp snap and Judy quickly clamped down on its tooth-filled snoot. She didn’t have a free hand to wind the tape around its mouth, so she headed for the house leaving the tape and catch pole behind.
The two women arrived back at the house at the same time. Judy pinned the gator to the ground long enough for Bernie to wind the electrical tape around its mouth.
Together on the count of three, they heaved the gator over the fence and then scrambled over themselves. They jammed the gator backwards halfway through Steve’s kitchen door. Holding his mouth closed Bernie popped the tape and they shoved him the rest of the way inside. They climbed over the fence and dashed across their backyard as Steve pulled into his driveway.
The girls activated the jamming device. A moment later a series of loud, womanly screams issued from inside Steve’s house. He shot out his front door like a cannon ball, nearly ripping the screen door off its hinges. He tumbled out onto the lawn but sprang back up and quickly pushed the screen door closed. He wedged his foot at the base of the door to keep it shut while he dialed nine-one-one.
It was useless. All he heard was a faint static on the line. “Great! The perfect moment for you to go haywire on me.” Steve caught his breath and looked around. The gator disappeared back inside his house. He knew that he and the girls next door were always the first in their neighborhood to come home from work.
He looked over and saw that both cars were home. “Great.” He shook his head in resignation, as he headed over to knock on their door. He simply couldn’t stand to be around Judy. He thought she was a loud mouth. He didn’t understand why he never saw her in a Roller Derby outfit. To him, it seemed like the perfect fit for her.
With a slow dread-filled sigh, he knocked on the door. Judy instantly pulled it open which startled him. He realized that she had to have been standing right there waiting for him.
“Oh. Hi Steve, what’s up?”
“I hate to bother you, but I’ve got an alligator in my house and my cell phone just took a dump.”
Judy looked genuinely
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