Tarantula Lizard Mouse Doorknob

Do you want to hear a spooky story?

No, generally, because I’m a big wimp and don’t like scary stories. I’m quite certain J is being hyperbolic and it won’t actually be spooky.

We are lying down together, tucking in Elephant, snuzzling in the dark room at our BnB. It’s the first night in and the settling has mostly been handled. Teeth are brushed, the only work left is to let the zzzzzs move in.

But first, a story.

We were snuggling here when we noticed a lump under the covers.

I tried to push it down but it seemed instead to shift, and maybe even move a bit.

So we lifted up the covers and tried to push it down again. Still, another shift.

We started to get a bit worried, like there was something alive under there. A tarantula, or a small lizard, or who knows, maybe even a lizard impersonating a tarantula!

We peeled up the top sheet; the lump was still there

We peeled up the mattress cover; the lump was still there, and it shifted (!) in the other direction. Still moving around!

We peeled up the layer under that; the lump was still there.

And finally, pretty worked by this point, we peeled off the bottom layer. And what do you think we found?

A lizard?

Nope

A snake?

Nope

I give up.

It was a doorknob! The scary doorknob from the great beyond, left behind to, oh, I don’t know, open doors to the great beyond?

They both collapse in hysterics, two goofballs, balling and goofing around.

They really did think it was a mouse, or something more sinister. The mind can play tricks on us when mystery is afoot, or under cover (as it were).

It’s a pretty fun story, to be fair, and story power comes from the telling. They’re delighted to both relive (relieve?) the tale, and to find joy in the recounting itself.

And now I get to share it too.

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