It’s 3 a.m. and my wife wakes me with, “There’s something outside! It’s making a sawing back and forth sound!” I’m sleepy but, she’s right. There is a strange noise right under ourbedroom window.
So, I get up & put on my duster & grab a flashlight and stagger out into the dark. Bar is right behind me and I smile, for the scenario reminds me of “Signs”, one of our fave movies. There is a scene in it where two men go out of their house one night because of the strange sounds they hear. (Little do they know, there is a green alien on the roof.)
So I’m already prepared for a Martian when I round a corner – and – there he is! He is squinty eyed, scaly skinned, and he has three digits at the ends of his two fore limbs. His body is covered in a natural, scaley armor. When he sees me – it’s uncanny – he shoots straight up into the air about four feet.
I turn around and go back to bed. “Good night Mr. Armadillo.”