It was late and very dark outside when I stepped onto the damp cold deck to look for our dog Susie. I peered into the dark, not wanting to go further in order to hunt her down. I saw something move out of the corner of my eye near the edge of the house. Was that? I wondered as I aproached the corner of the deck. No, I puzzled to myself, It was too high to be the dog. Concerned now, and with my imagination diving off into a thousand different directions I turned to quickly hurry into the house.
Something huge hit me from behind as it flew out of the bushes, tackling me to the deck. Strangling a scream I tried to fight the thing off, when I heard the all too familiar chuckle. I pounded his arm, “You dork, I almost had a heart attack!” I was relieved and flustered to see my grinning husband beside me.
Suddenly I had a very strong urge to use the bathroom. Confusion poured over me as I realized I was laying snuggled in bed with my hubby’s arm around me. Huh? Confusion quickly gave way to hillarity as I realized I had dreamed the whole thing. Great, I thought to myself, not only does he lurk in dark corners of the house to jump out and scare me when I am awake, but now he is startling me and making me jump in my dreams.
Either that, or I have watched one too many crime shows on the tele.