Stray phone call

 

When Bob went to sleep that night, he didn’t realize that his life would be “flipped-turned upside down” as the Fresh Prince described it. It all started when his cell phone rang, waking him from a dream in which he was swimming in a pool of silver coins. As he rolled over to get his phone, he caught a glimpse of the clock. 12:01 am! Who could be calling me at this hour? He thought.

He picked up his phone and pressed the answer button. “Hello?” His voice sounded as if acid had been poured on his vocal cords while he was asleep, which, as it happened, it had.

The voice on the other end sounded almost as bad, except it was female. “Bob?”

He swung his legs off the bed and sat up. “Sherry? What’s wrong?”

He could hear her crying on the other end. “There’s a stray dog walking around outside the house, howling!”

Bob stood up. “But you’re safe? Inside the house?”

She sighed. “Yes, but it’s scary! It’s the biggest dog I’ve ever seen! With huge teeth and paws!”

Bob sat back down. “Well, maybe you should call the police.”

“I don’t wanna bother them. You were the first person I thought of.”

It was Bob’s turn to sigh. “Did you forget that I’m your ex-boyfriend?”