Some long time ago I was alone in the living room. A small mouse, driven no doubt by hunger, zigged into the room. I yelled and he zagged out. I picked up the phone and called Barney the exterminator. I think I went to school with Barney somewhere along the way and my friend had given me his number.
"Hi Barney," I said. "This is Nancy Blignaut and boy do I have a problem..."
As I described the difficulty to him in my usual way ( dramatic and over-verbal), the mouse skittered into the room again and sat down.
I yelled again.
Barney said, "You've got a real problem there, I'll..."
"He won't run away!" I shouted into the phone. Then goaded by some primal instinct I picked up the jewelry catalogue (Rio Grande makes a nice thick one) and headed for the mouse. Still holding the phone I whacked the mouse with the catalogue.
"He won't die!" I screamed.
I whacked him again.
"He still isn't dead!"
I whacked harder.
Mousie was dead.
"Barney? When can you come over?"
The phone answered,"ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ"
I've been too ashamed to talk about this till now. Barney won't answer my calls either.
The Road to Zimbabwe - memories of travel & romamce by John & Nancy Blignaut
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