Get Out

Once upon a time I was sitting at my house and there was the strangest noise coming from the kitchen. So, I got up from the couch and walked over to see what it was. Well dandie frickin doo! I thought, Its a squirrly squirl in my house. So very slowly, I moved closer and closer. Every glance it gave me I froze, and when it turned I moved. Out of the corner of my eye I could see my old tennis racket. So grabbed the racket and lunged at the little devil. I clipped its little fury leg, and it got away.