Spike is Gone

About an hour ago, Jeanine took the cat upstairs to take care of the bat.

The exterminators could not make it till next Wednesday.

In the meantime, Jeanine and are are arguing in the living room.

Jeanine is in tears. I'm frustrated.

Then Spike makes an appearance.

I scream.

Okay, I scream for bats, snakes and mice. I'm a baby. What can I say.

The kids freaked.

Doors are shut. Jeanine chases Spike with the net.

Spike leaves.

The cat is still upstairs. I don't even want to know what she found.

Bye, Spike.