The Rat

The Rat


This toy rat is the one that Heather has tried countless times to scare me with post-tarantula. I’ve never screamed loud enough or stuck my chin out far enough to warrant a genuine scare.

Leta, on the other hand, after an initially rocky start, pulling one of the cutest ewwww! faces, now takes this by the tail and shakes it up and down, yo-yo like.

I’m convinced that in three days, I could hide this in a drawer or under a pillow and Heather would still shriek loud enough to crack the plaster walls.

I don’t think this would be a photo that I would sell, for the record. MP3s of the shrieking, maybe a whole CD worth? That would be pure gold.