SCORPION KING!!

Last night my mighty warrior cat, Hezekiah woke me. He is part Siamese, even tho he is full grey, and he "talks". So I go out to inspect, and see a huge black scorpion smack dab in the middle of the kitchen floor! He was all battlestations and ready to fight, too! Hezzie was circling him, and I was yelling, "NO!NO!"- the other cats came running, so I quickly grabbed a paper towel and scooped him up and flushed him away... I was worried about my brave mighty hunter Hezzie, but he seemed unharmed. I gave him the last kitty treat for his valor, and all the praise I could muster at dark-thirty a.m....
     So I told Mom this morning, and she laughed it off and said that she can tell me from experience, a Georgia scorpion bite won't hurt you (having been stung before). Well, he sure was doing a good job of scaring me to death! I HATE those things! What if we'd stepped on it barefoot? What if it had stung my cats? What if Hez had caught it and carried it to my bed as a gift? (LaLaLa not thinking, destroy that thought! Lalalalala!!...)
   Good job, Hezekiah!!