No Peace

Morgan had finished her shower and paused to see what Dad and Zane were watching on TV as she was headed to her bedroom. "Go to your room and get dressed," Scott told her. Not an unusual request. No one suspected anything. Until, Zane giggled.

A few seconds later Morgan came flying out of her bedroom with her towel barely on her and what sounded like a wounded coyote pup under her bed. Scott and Zane were hysterical with laughter but Morgan was not happy.

Later that evening, Scott asked Morgan if he could borrow a pencil from her desk. She promptly went into her room where it seemed that wounded pup was under her bed again. "Dad!" she screamed in disgust. She was not impressed.

For Christmas, Scott received a remote control electronic game calling device. (Thank you Brittany and Levi.) I guess Scott is just testing it.

Zane was feeling left out after Morgan got spooked twice. Scott assured him that he would be next. A few days went by and Zane mentioned it again. Then, Monday evening after dinner, Scott asked Zane to go find something in his room. Zane was hesitant and made Scott show him both hands before he would enter the room. Cautiously he took a few steps in and just as we all expected, he came screaming and running out of the room. Yep, that darn coyote pup had found it's way to Zane's bed.

This time Morgan was hysterical with laughter and Zane did not think it was funny any more. He hid behind the rocking chair crying and yelling he would never forgive his dad. Always a good scene when it's time to be putting pajamas on.

I comforted Zane and Scott went outside to get some more wood for the fire. It was time for revenge. I promised Zane we would get Dad back.
We made a plan.

Last night we put the speaker in the bathroom. (I hid it in the cupboard which was a mistake because it muffled the sound too much.) We listened carefully for Scott to finish his shower. (Morgan was afraid he would come running out without his towel.) When we were sure he had his towel wrapped around him, I pushed the button. 

Scott opened the door and gave us some pity screams and even said, "Oh, I'm so scared!" in a girly voice. We'll have to try harder but we will get him. You never know where and when that coyote pup will show up again.

I have a feeling there will be no peace in our house until the batteries on that thing are dead.