Habitrail Of Horrors
The Habitrail of Horrors It was a dark and stormy night and little Bobby Johnson had no idea what was in store for him. This is Bobby Johnson’s story of the…(scary music)….HABITRAIL OF HORRORS!!! The Johnsons had just arrived in their new home in Ferritville Iowa. While the mover men unloaded the truckloads of furniture, the neighborhood kids, came over to Bobby to welcome him to their town. What Bobby noticed about them, was that all them seemed to have a pet hamster. Being the whiny, spoiled brat Bobby was, he immediately ran over to his mother and pleaded for a hamster of his own. His mom said “no, I don’t want a filthy rat in my new house.”. But that was not the answer Bobby wanted to hear. So, like Bobby did whenever he didn’t get his way, he threw himself on the floor and kicked, screamed, even bit his mother until she relented on her decision. When they finally reached the pet store Bobby and his mother were astonished by the fact that the only animals sold in the pet store were hamsters. But it made sense once they looked at the name of the store “Hooray for Hamsters!!”.