Lights out, unh-huh, flash, flash, flash...

While minding my own business at home reflecting on the richness of my day, you know, chewing Daddy's chair, eating a pair of socks, and laying in the sun on Mommy's big, purple friend, I suddenly couldn't see my paws anymore. What was I to do? I could roll over and sleep it off, or take action! I immediately jumped to the couch for persepctive and discerned strange, flashing lights on the street where I cross to go to the park. One of my friends, the big oak tree had had a nasty fall and was wrapped around some really long, black spaghetti type things. Fire was shooting out and I was scared.

I hid under a blanket. Luckily, it wasn't any longer than a few tense moments when there came a noise at the door. Were those strange men after my fur? Or worse, did they want my toys! I quickly grabbed my paper, my tennis ball, and the bone, and placed them safely inside my den. The door opened and I hid and waited in the dark. The man with the jingly keys looked around and I was scared! MARIPOSA! Yea!....it was Daddy and he quickly scooped me up and lit some candles so I could see. Then he made me my favorite dinner, lamb and rice! He explained to me that it was nothing to worry about and the dark would be gone soon.

Then the phone rang and we went for a ride to pick up Mommy! From there we drove, and drove, and drove some more to a strange house I didn't recognize until the door opened and....Grandma! Daddy really saved the day.