Things That Go Bump

Awakened at three-thirty this morning, I couldn't imagine what was banging around in the laundry room (next to the bedroom).  At first I wondered if I'd dreamed it, but no, there it was again.  Something was definitely going bump in the night.  Getting up in the dark, I rounded the corner and flipped on the light.  The banging stopped.  Peering as best I could behind the appliances, I could see nothing.  Bess, Frank and Pearl clustered together in the doorway.  Obviously I would get no backup there.  Frank and Pearl seem to feel their obligations end in the barn.  My house, my problem.  Not willing to move washer or dryer in the middle of the night, I went back to bed.  In fact, we all went back to bed.  Even the little night thing settled down.  Ah, well, it is Halloween.

From ghoulies and ghosties
And long-legged beasties,
And things that go bump in the night,
Good Lord, deliver us!