Vacula the Vicious
I began sneezing, that VAC ATTRACT stuff had filled the air. I knew that it would soon filter down to the den. From there it was only a matter of time until IT would be awakened and start preparing to do its evil deeds.
I always try my best to keep mom from going down the steps. I don’t know why she finds the den so irresistible. The one thing I do know for sure is that once down there; Vacula will be ready and waiting for her. He will try to evade her grasp so that he can run about creating his own brand of havoc. I guess I should be thankful that mom does go after him. I just can’t stand the sight and sound of the struggle that is about to take place. It is classic. Good versus very much evil. I just live in fear that one day Vacula will be able to overpower my mom.
I watched from behind my ‘cliner chair as mom was drawn toward the steps. I shivered as I heard her foot hit the first step. The battle was about to begin. I wanted to yip and howl a warning. I wanted to whine and whimper and beg her not to go any closer. I just could not get the sounds to come. I could only shake and try to keep from peeing.
As the closet door screeched its way open, I began to bargain with the Keeper of Good Dachshunds. Please don’t let IT get me. I promise not to chew any more electric cords. I will never dig holes in the middle of the yard again. Keep IT in the closet and I will try not to steal socks. I will try to hold my barks inside. I will never again…