This morning Tom had this smirky grin on his face. He stated he had caught the 'Rat' that had been eating all the candy. I was of course perplexed. He caught the Rat? But I was standing in front of him. Oops....I didn't mean to say that. I sauntered into the kitchen to investigate what he was speaking about. Hmmmmm.... there was a Rat there. Caught red handed. Whew. I am glad that problem is over. Now I can relax and enjoy the candy in the cupboard from hence forth without worrying about that Rat.
There IS a Rat in the House
For some unknown reason, Tom is always insinuating that, there is a Rat in our House eating all the candy up in the cupboard. There will be a little candy left in a bag, and when he gets home it is all gone. This has happened more than once. It happens quite frequently. I have to admit that I 'do not know where the candy has gone'. T'wasn't me. I (with fingers, eyes, legs crossed) swear I don't know where the candy disappears to. Sometimes grand kids are here. Maybe I could insist it was them? Sometimes my sister stops by. Maybe I could insist it was her? It is a mystery to me where all the candy goes to. I do NOT know !!!!!!