He's Got a Knife!

Liz shouted to the rest of us as she ran through the house after him. (Typical farm woman behavior- running toward trouble rather than away.) He charged right at me. I was sitting peacefully in my Sunday chair, eating a spectacular roast beef dinner that she made the night before, and reading a W.E.B. Griffin book.

He wasn't messing around either; he was carrying that ultra-sharp little Remington knife that mom and dad gave the boss for Christmas a couple of years ago. It is a nice one, with a serious edge and we had been using it to slice the beef. (You know you are a red neck when you slice dinner with a hunting knife.) We had heard someone rattling around in the kitchen, but I for one, thought it was just one of the dogs. I should have been paying more attention. Alan jumped up from where he had been playing on the computer and ran after him too. The rest of us froze in alarm, which is not much help under any circumstances. Good thing we had the young people to save us from this awful threat. However, they are bold and intrepid people and soon prevailed over our armed and dangerous intruder.

Liz actually caught up with him (under my footstool), but disarming him wasn't easy. After he went to all the trouble of stealing a weapon he wasn't parting with it without some discussion.....he picked the wrong person to discuss with, but I came THIS close to being stuck up at knife point. Little stinker.

I wish somebody would find the darned cat toy, which is somewhere among the missing. Then the perp would probably get off his current silverware stealing kick and go back to what passes for normal, thundering through the house a hundred miles an hour with the string from it clutched in his sharp little teeth.



Butter wouldn't melt in his mouth, but those in the know are aware that that crock is where Alan keeps his ammo for more serious weapons....I wonder what he is plotting here in this shot.

(And FC, check out that nifty paper tube there just behind him. I'll bet you know where that came from. I am husbanding those little pieces of fat wood like the wild gold they are. Many fires have already been started more easily because of them and many more will be.....thanks again and again. Mega Congratulations on your National Boards Certification too! Great job!! ............If you are a Pure Florida fan, or just want to read one of the best blogs out there, take a second to go visit FC and congratulate him on his success. Couldn't happen to a nicer guy.)