Sandy Supposes....

Carrie On

April 24th Prompt: What do you think that noise was in the middle of the night?

         It startled me awake, a thump, thump, thump kinda noise. I sat up in bed and strained to hear. Both dogs whimpered and paced. It started again with some whooshes and whumps.

         Mystified, I rolled out of my warm bed and rolled to my reluctant feet. On tip toe I snuck down the hall. As I neared the closed basement door, the muffled sounds grew louder.

         Clomp, clomp, whump, whump...I thought I detected a bit of a scurrying, scrabbling, scraping noise as if little nails were trying to climb wood.

         With one sudden movement, I wrenched the door open. My mouth must have dropped agape and I stared. I had no words.I rubbed my eyes and swayed on my feet. I discovered my eldest child, Carrie, crouched on the cellar steps holding a plastic cup. She swung the cup up and then forced it down onto a step above her trapping a tiny mouse.

         I never once offered to assist her, nor did I speak. Without so much as a glance my way, Carrie flipped her cup upright and explained. "This little bugger woke me up. I wanted a basement room, right?"