Tuesday, 1 May 2012
Aragog acromantula
Ok now I know that you have all seen Harry Potter, and I know that Aragog is supposed to have died, but it's either a mistake or his direct descendant has moved into my establishment. This weekend the troll took one of his numerous sabbaticals to the ancestral pit, which with Merlin wowing the girls in his posh new hair do, left me in charge! It was therefore odds on that something would go wrong..... And it did! Saturday night was fine, Sunday morning all hell broke loose. Typical, my watch again. Her indoors decided she was going to have a peaceful quiet doggy day and do absolutely nothing , until she went into the downstairs cloakroom. Now the old trout is really quite brave (trolls gnomes dragons hairy great dogs and things) and I don't think I have ever seen her back down from something or even squeak for that matter let alone scream, but that's exactly what she did.... Loud enough to wake up next door but ones deaf old moggi! There hanging across the ceiling down the Walls and across the doorway was the most enormous spiders creation. Not exactly a web, more like thick creepers with all stuff hanging off them, and you can tell how low they were hanging from the ceiling because she had walked into them. (five foot wearing high heels and standing on a step) . Boy did we all laugh. Anyway out comes the Hoover and with no mercy shown they were removed at speed. Anyway off we all went to bed Sunday night , early start Monday morning, left a note for the troll when he came home telling him what went down and how brave we all were!!!!! THEN mid morning the Troll rings in a bit of a panic. The creepers are back and he is not impressed. I did suggest they keep them, spray them gold for christmas and keep them in a box, but nobody seemed to think that was a good idea, so this morning the GREAT WILD BEAST SAFARI started. Now being creatures of peace, I, Merlin and Freya opted to go to work, while Ghostie, Theia and the Troll are going on safari around the house. Now as you know both the two legs clay pidgeon shoot, so hopefully this band of very very NON BRAVE hunters will be ok provided they are all armed to the teeth with a shotgun each. The question is as far as Ghostie is concerned, is whether he will be able to stop shaking long enough to take aim and pull the trigger. Theia will be fine... She will just stand behind the troll, with the shotgun poking out sniper style and close her eyes as she pulls the trigger. Could make for some very innovative decorating when we get home..... As long as they don't take it to the taxidermist .... Could you imagine that on the hall wall as you walk in.... Anyway we are keeping everything crossed for an early despatch. Anyway better get on with some work to get my mind off it.. Keep thinking I should have stayed at home LOL. Cool runnings Gryff
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