21. Gnome attack

         The attack came at dusk.  I thought we were safe but hadn’t expected gnomes.  I’d gone to great trouble, with the help of my own loyal fairy, Bonnie, and together we secured the house against attack from hostile fairies, thinking airborne, and had locked all windows, repaired all the screens, inspected the roof, and thoroughly checked the attic for points of entry along the eaves.  Who would have suspected an attack from the ground, from burrowing gnomes, and their subterranean allies, the rats?  Bonnie and I were caught totally off guard.  Gnomes and rats entered the house in large numbers through the basement.  Their target was my fairy, and they waited patiently for the ideal circumstance and situation, a day and time with a minimum of humans in the house.  My brother Brian was off to play in a band concert and Mom had gone to watch.  None of my friends were over to visit, not even Westley.  And I would even have welcomed Madison’s presence.  Unfortunately, I was the only one in the house to protect Bonnie from the gnomes.

        The rats came in first, dozens of them.  Earlier that morning Gnomes had discovered an entry into the house, an exhaust vent that led to our clothes dryer in the basement.  Gnomes immediately propped the outlet open and sent for their nefarious rodent allies.  Rats were ordered into the vent and hastily scurried along inside the round plastic exhaust venting, in through the house siding and down into the basement, and all the way to the dryer, where they chewed through the plastic venting and dropped onto the cement basement floor.

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