Humphrey

O.k. so last night was a major blast! I have never seen our neighborhood so smoky. EVERYONE was shooting fireworks. One of our neighbors had some serious artillery! I think my kids got mad I was looking at their fireworks instead of ours. But it was soooooo pretty...... Anyway, about 1 hour into our major Balentine Blow Out and Brandi and Scott saw something crawling from the garage and under Scott's car. The conversation went something like this.
Scott:........ummmmm Mom.....something just came out of the garage.
Theresa: what was it?
Scott: something with four legs and walking real slowly
Theresa: O.k.....where is it now?
Scott and Brandi: Under my car!
Jeff and Theresa: Move your car and we will get a flashlight
Scott: Crap NO! I am not getting near my car...you crazy!
Theresa: You wimp give me your keys I'll do it.
Anyway....the boy grew to be a man and moved his car. Underneath his car was a very scared mole. The sky looked like World War III and the air was literally a thick bloom of smoke. DO you blame the little thing. Well, Megan wanted to keep it. I threatened everyone's life if they touched it. Megan immediately named it (of course) Humphrey. Why? I don't know. It is my Megan. We placed it in a box and yes....the ever compassionate Balentines (minus me) drove it to the forest and let it free! It was nice knowing you if even for a brief time. Have a good life Humphrey!