Paul and Marjorie returned home from an afternoon of shopping. In the garage, Paul saw his shoes and groaned, “Binky!”
“What’s wrong?” said Marjorie.
Paul pointed, “Binky got hold of my work shoes.”
Marjorie crossed her arms. “You wanted a Giant Spider for a pet.”
“Oh stop. Binky’s just a baby…”
“Baby Giant Spider,” corrected Marjorie.
“Oh, he’s a sweetheart. He’s just acting out because he misses us.”
“Uh huh.” Marjorie continued into the house while Paul brushed out his shoes. She returned moments later.
“Binky’s just acting out, right?”
“Then you’ll love what he did to the living room.”
Written for the Friday Fictioneers: https://rochellewisoff.com/2017/09/20/22-september-2017/
Pets: You gotta love ’em.