Squirrels The Mutation

Chapter 5

Terrez, Tash and TJ had turned back now and were heading home.  It was just about dusk when they spotted another squirrel.  TJ grabbed the B-B gun from Terrez and started shooting.  “Stop,” shouted Tash, “Let’s go!”  The squirrel ran off into the residential area where they were coming out of the woody ravines.  The kids chased the squirrel down a block where there were no trees or fences.  The squirrel being trapped ran up a street sign and had nowhere else to go.  The three closed in, at that moment the squirrel let out a shriek and jumped off the pole right towards TJ.  TJ dropped the gun, threw his hands over his head and turned away.  The next thing Terrez saw was the squirrel biting TJ on the back of the neck.  TJ was screaming and blood was squirting everywhere. Tash started running, Terrez was right behind her.  “Help me,” TJ screamed as he tried to get the squirrel off his neck   He fell to the ground.  Just then, Hank pulled around the corner, saw the boy on the ground and hopped out of the car.  He darted toward TJ, grabbed the squirrel off him and slammed it to the ground stomping it to death.  He picked the boy off the ground carrying him in both arms and put him in the back seat.  TJ was in shock and not moving.  “Call your mother,” he screamed to Jasmine and whipped the car around. “Tell her to call TJ’s mother and have her meet us at the hospital.”  Terrez and Tash ran up to the front door of the house.

Chapter 6

It was getting late now and JP had just come in from a friend’s retirement party.  She had forgot to bring Red-Dog in before she’d left out earlier, a few more minutes was not going to hurt.  It was time to get out of the dress and shoes her feet were starting to ache.  Just as she slipped on her sweat pants, she heard a loud crash against the sliding door that led into the back yard.  It frightened her and she stood still, suddenly Red-Dog began to bark wildly as if he had something.  There was the sound of another animal; they were running around the back yard knocking over plants, chairs and making an awful noise. It came again...BAM!  Against the window, now she wasn’t sure what was out there.  Her first thought was to open the door and take a look but she quickly decided not to try that, Red-Dog might have a burglar.  “Call Hank” was her next thought.  She dialed his number-- no answer.  She tried again often; she called, the kids would be on the other line and not click over.  “Please God, someone answer.”  At that moment the noise stopped but she was still very frightened.  She hadn’t wanted to call the Sheriff because the neighbors often complained about Red-Dog’s excessive barking and once she was fined one hundred dollars.  Then it started again, she lay very still and was very frightened, “What had Red-Dog gotten a hold to, or what had gotten him?”