A sound in the house…
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Hi Yuri… I still love this one and would like to know if you would mind it going up on the Web Site… and hope your ready for the coming winter with enough batteries and warm smile to last through Spring 
and everyone… if you wouldn’t mind something of yours that you post here placed on the Web Site, please drop me a line at asl-ow…@egroups.com , the Site Host address letting me know it’s ok with you and how you’d like to be credited (name, handle, email address link, etc)… if you’d like your own personal web page, or would like to help out with the site, you’re welcome and encouraged to honest love, ric * a friend is a stranger waiting to be met * russianwri…@my-dejanews.com wrote in message
<70mi74$22…@nnrp1.dejanews.com>… – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text ->I awoke with a start – the clock was ticking…ticking….ticking. >Odd, I have an electric clock… >Suddenly, the sound of breaking glass… >Then, a thump, like a fallen body… >Somewhere, in another room in my one-room house, was now another… >This was it, the moment I’ve been waiting for… >Underneath a pillow, I felt for a Bowie Knife… >Years of uncomfortable sleeping now paying off… >I slipped to the edge of the bed, careful not to awaken the springs in my >futon… >Carefully I crept, over and around concealed tripwires… >Over and under pitfall coverings… >Sidestepping booby traps and impaling spikes… >Analyzing the darkness for molecules of the Other… >Sharpening my blade as I go, creating sparks that light my way… >Creeping, creeping, creeping I advance, inching my way forward… >My heart beating, beating, beating like a crazed jungle drum… >Each fiber lining my auditory canal burning with chemical receptors… >Attuned to the slightest of waves… >Only to be caught unawares and mortally assaulted by a scream of non-human >proportions…! >The house and room rang with the echo of a creature not to be reckoned with… >Sensing the nearness, my free hand felt for the light switch… >Frantically brushing the wall like a crazed cleaning lady, I found it! >Ready for final combat, I flipped the switch on! >My light-sensitive eyes wildly surveyed the illuminated stage! >And then, I saw it, the answer was clear! >I discovered that it was just my big fat nightloving tomcat who came in >through the cat door and jumped up on the countertop, (hence the thud), >knocking over a beer bottle (hence the broken glass), and thereby startled >himself (hence the scream). >Just my luck, no new visitor after all that would rescue me from my >loneliness. >Maybe tomorrow night, if I am lucky, it won’t be the cat.
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OK, it was only the cat this time. Just don’t go looking for it at awkward moments… ‘Here kitty, kitty…aaaghhhh!’ russianwri…@my-dejanews.com wrote in message
<70mi74$22…@nnrp1.dejanews.com>… – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text ->I awoke with a start – the clock was ticking…ticking….ticking. > jolly exciting stuff about being awoken unexpectedly, but it was just the cat chiz.
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Your cat and my dog wandering the wee hours of the morning! Do you think they might want to be roommates? Shalom and good sleeping, Nick In article <70mi74$22…@nnrp1.dejanews.com>, russianwri…@my-dejanews.com says… – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text ->I awoke with a start – the clock was ticking…ticking….ticking. >Odd, I have an electric clock… >Suddenly, the sound of breaking glass… >Then, a thump, like a fallen body… >Somewhere, in another room in my one-room house, was now another… >This was it, the moment I’ve been waiting for… >Underneath a pillow, I felt for a Bowie Knife… >Years of uncomfortable sleeping now paying off… >I slipped to the edge of the bed, careful not to awaken the springs in my >futon… >Carefully I crept, over and around concealed tripwires… >Over and under pitfall coverings… >Sidestepping booby traps and impaling spikes… >Analyzing the darkness for molecules of the Other… >Sharpening my blade as I go, creating sparks that light my way… >Creeping, creeping, creeping I advance, inching my way forward… >My heart beating, beating, beating like a crazed jungle drum… >Each fiber lining my auditory canal burning with chemical receptors… >Attuned to the slightest of waves… >Only to be caught unawares and mortally assaulted by a scream of non-human >proportions…! >The house and room rang with the echo of a creature not to be reckoned with… >Sensing the nearness, my free hand felt for the light switch… >Frantically brushing the wall like a crazed cleaning lady, I found it! >Ready for final combat, I flipped the switch on! >My light-sensitive eyes wildly surveyed the illuminated stage! >And then, I saw it, the answer was clear! >I discovered that it was just my big fat nightloving tomcat who came in >through the cat door and jumped up on the countertop, (hence the thud), >knocking over a beer bottle (hence the broken glass), and thereby startled >himself (hence the scream). >Just my luck, no new visitor after all that would rescue me from my >loneliness. >Maybe tomorrow night, if I am lucky, it won’t be the cat. >———–== Posted via Deja News, The Discussion Network ==———- >http://www.dejanews.com/ Search, Read, Discuss, or Start Your Own
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In article <70mi74$22…@nnrp1.dejanews.com> russianwri…@my-dejanews.com writes: [snip] > Sharpening my blade as I go, creating sparks that light my way…
Hmmm. I think you’ve just blown your cover. > Creeping, creeping, creeping I advance, inching my way forward…
Not much point creeping after making all that noise. — Chris
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Now I never thought of using a knife to try to hold ‘em. LOL Kristy In article <70mi74$22…@nnrp1.dejanews.com>, – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text - russianwri…@my-dejanews.com wrote: > I awoke with a start – the clock was ticking…ticking….ticking. > Odd, I have an electric clock… > Suddenly, the sound of breaking glass… > Then, a thump, like a fallen body… > Somewhere, in another room in my one-room house, was now another… > This was it, the moment I’ve been waiting for… > Underneath a pillow, I felt for a Bowie Knife… > Years of uncomfortable sleeping now paying off… > I slipped to the edge of the bed, careful not to awaken the springs in my > futon… > Carefully I crept, over and around concealed tripwires… > Over and under pitfall coverings… > Sidestepping booby traps and impaling spikes… > Analyzing the darkness for molecules of the Other… > Sharpening my blade as I go, creating sparks that light my way… > Creeping, creeping, creeping I advance, inching my way forward… > My heart beating, beating, beating like a crazed jungle drum… > Each fiber lining my auditory canal burning with chemical receptors… > Attuned to the slightest of waves… > Only to be caught unawares and mortally assaulted by a scream of non-human > proportions…! > The house and room rang with the echo of a creature not to be reckoned with… > Sensing the nearness, my free hand felt for the light switch… > Frantically brushing the wall like a crazed cleaning lady, I found it! > Ready for final combat, I flipped the switch on! > My light-sensitive eyes wildly surveyed the illuminated stage! > And then, I saw it, the answer was clear! > I discovered that it was just my big fat nightloving tomcat who came in > through the cat door and jumped up on the countertop, (hence the thud), > knocking over a beer bottle (hence the broken glass), and thereby startled > himself (hence the scream). > Just my luck, no new visitor after all that would rescue me from my > loneliness. > Maybe tomorrow night, if I am lucky, it won’t be the cat. > ———–== Posted via Deja News, The Discussion Network ==———- > http://www.dejanews.com/ Search, Read, Discuss, or Start Your Own
———–== Posted via Deja News, The Discussion Network ==———- http://www.dejanews.com/ Search, Read, Discuss, or Start Your Own
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I awoke with a start – the clock was ticking…ticking….ticking. Odd, I have an electric clock… Suddenly, the sound of breaking glass… Then, a thump, like a fallen body… Somewhere, in another room in my one-room house, was now another… This was it, the moment I’ve been waiting for… Underneath a pillow, I felt for a Bowie Knife… Years of uncomfortable sleeping now paying off… I slipped to the edge of the bed, careful not to awaken the springs in my futon… Carefully I crept, over and around concealed tripwires… Over and under pitfall coverings… Sidestepping booby traps and impaling spikes… Analyzing the darkness for molecules of the Other… Sharpening my blade as I go, creating sparks that light my way… Creeping, creeping, creeping I advance, inching my way forward… My heart beating, beating, beating like a crazed jungle drum… Each fiber lining my auditory canal burning with chemical receptors… Attuned to the slightest of waves… Only to be caught unawares and mortally assaulted by a scream of non-human proportions…! The house and room rang with the echo of a creature not to be reckoned with… Sensing the nearness, my free hand felt for the light switch… Frantically brushing the wall like a crazed cleaning lady, I found it! Ready for final combat, I flipped the switch on! My light-sensitive eyes wildly surveyed the illuminated stage! And then, I saw it, the answer was clear! I discovered that it was just my big fat nightloving tomcat who came in through the cat door and jumped up on the countertop, (hence the thud), knocking over a beer bottle (hence the broken glass), and thereby startled himself (hence the scream). Just my luck, no new visitor after all that would rescue me from my loneliness. Maybe tomorrow night, if I am lucky, it won’t be the cat. ———–== Posted via Deja News, The Discussion Network ==———- http://www.dejanews.com/ Search, Read, Discuss, or Start Your Own
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