Whiskey is my lil bug sniffer-outer. The other night it was time for "nite nite". I'm turning off the lights and Whiskey keeps playing with her blanket.
"No Whiskey its nite nite time."
She keep nosing it around the floor. Fine I'm going to go pick it up and put in back on her bed where it belongs (Because now it is in the middle of my rug). I pick up the one corner and out crawls a HUGE had to be 3 inch coca roach!
I jumped from where I was standing to my bed (a good 3 foot jump). Screaming and hollering and trying to hold on to Whiskey so she doesn't have a giant protein snack. Luckily my mom was still in the kitchen, grabbed a shoe and smushed it to smithereens. So that night and every night since Whiskey has been my bug finder- that is her most important job for my room.
Her other jobs include:
vacuum of any fallen food
and now- bug sniffer-outer
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