Kitty, kitty, kitty...here kitty. Or, how to completely remodel your home on the Insurance Companies money!
This is scary but true.
This happened to a friend of mine in Dallas, Texas back in the 1990's.
A perfect little family moved into a perfect little home in a perfect rural neighborhood. Mom and dad put baby girl Sara, age 3, to bed each evening as the sun was waning. Dad, Sara and mom would get up with the sun and have breakfast together as a family.
One morning Sarah said something very unusual. "Mommy, the kitty is so soft and she comes to see me." Mom, with a big smile said, "Sara honey, we don't have a kitty. You must have been dreaming."
Days full of sunshine, play and happiness went by and yet another morning Sara remarked, "mommy, the kitty visits me at night. She's nice and soft."
Mom, getting a little more concerned said again, "Sara, honey we don't have a kitty. You must be dreaming." "But I play with her mommy, she's my kitty," exclaimed Sara, and mom decided to talk to someone about Sara's overactive imagination.
That night mom was tossing and turning and just couldn't sleep. Finally, she sat up from the bed and slid on her house shoes. She padded off to get a drink of juice in the kitchen. It was dark, it was late and as she made the turn in the hallway she could hear Sara talking.
Mom flipped on the light and to her horror was...
drum roll please...
be patient...it was a surprise to everyone!
and it was the real thing.
Of course, up went the tail and it was all over. They had no pets
although they did have a "doggy door" that was still open to the elements.
After gutting the home and living in the motel for quite some time
their perfect lives were perfect again. Their insurance rates raised,
Sarah got a cat and the doggy door was replaced with a solid door. Today all is well. Their insurance rates are
higher but they are living happily ever after. See? Things can always get worse.
and Proud of it! Deb
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