Just Before the Tigers Broke Free.

"See? Smell the cake icing. Smell it real good," Dan was saying to his son Chester. Chester smelled the chocolate cake as hard as he could. It smelled like chocolate.

"See? Do you smell the metal?" Dan asked. "I put a mouse trap in there to test you. You should be able to smell it. You gotta learn to be more aware." Dan stabbed a fork into the cake and it snapped into pieces, revealing a rusty trap with chocolate and ancient fur stuck to it. "You got to be aware of your surroundings or you will get eaten when the tigers break free," Dan said.

Chester looked out the window at the pen in the backyard. The pen was made of legos and glue and it was filled to the brim with tigers who were starving and starving and starving.

The Morning After

"I can't believe we survived that dinosaur attack," Dancil said as he sat down at the table. His wife handed him a cup of coffee and he took a sip. He immediately spit the coffee out. "This coffee tastes the way urine smells!"

He looked at the coffee maker so high up on the counter. Either the dog had learned a new trick, or the squirrels had returned.