The Intruder

I had just gotten back from a double movie marathon with a friend.

The first movie "The Seeker: The Dark is Rising", was well, in short; a crappy movie with a crappy title. It's like those fantasy movies that would be suitable for an afternoon TV feature film.

The second movie "Resident Evil: Extinction", showcased megadoses of Milla Jovovich in the flesh (literally) slaughtering countless zombie dogs and humans, without batting a well mascara-ed eyelid. Cool as usual but not that much substance.

Anyway, I was really zonked out by then and all settled in bed for a good evening nap.

Pulled out Philip Pullman's 'The Dark Materials" for a pre-nap winding-down, when I heard the sound of dishes in the kitchen sink.

Seems like somebody was home.

Except for one small problem:

Nobody was supposed to be home except me.

"Eeks, zombies!! " "Get a hold of yourself, human!"

Thoughts raced through my head. Should I go out of the bedroom? Should I not? (Damn zombie movie!)


Summoning up some courage, I stepped out ...

And startled my intruder who did a quick acrobatic leap and landed ...

On my dish rack???!!!!

Realizing his position, my cunning intruder dived to the ground and faced me,

Cheek... cheek cheek cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!

I think he must have said 'You scared the shit out of me, foul human!' Well, can't really blame him, after all, my out-of-bed look is not a pleasant sight.

Anyway, I tried to open the backdoor for him to make his escape but he chose the longer route out of the front door ala Speedy Gonzales style!

By the time, I reached the front door, the little rascal had all but disappeared, leaving a confused and just awakened Scooby.

Squirrels sure know how to live life in the fast lane, don't they?

*Note to self, MUST disinfect dish rack!