That’s not Santa
I woke with a start, bumping my head against the headboard. "Gosh darn it" i murmured, trying not to use explicatives. I walked downstairs slowly, looking for the source of the sound that awoke me. THUMP. There it was again!
I rounded the corner of my living room and glanced over to the chimney. I tilted my head in question when I saw soot and ash falling from a pair of feet sticking out of my chimney. The feet were dressed in expensive Nike shoes, now muddied from the ashes. I quickly ran to the kitchen and grabbed a frying pan for defense. Walking slowly up to the chimney I lightly tapped the shoes. Jumping backwards, I heard a small "help". The voice was husky and cracked, as if they had been stuck for a while. "Who are you?" I asked, grabbing the landline. I dialed 911. "I can't tell you," he replied. I sighed and waited for the operator to pick up. "Hello this is 911, what's your emergency?" "Hi, Uhm yes, there's someone stuck in my chimney?"
"Alright ma'am, what's the address?"
"6193 Yellowgrass Drive"
"An ambulance will be there to assist you shortly."
"Thanks."
I hung up my phone and talked to the man in my chimney. "The ambulance is coming," I informed him, poking one of his shoes. "Thank you" he whimpered quietly. The ambulance arrived in about 15 minutes. I watched in horror as they called the fire-department. They were going to have to cut a hole in my wall!
When the fire department came, they asked him what his position was. "I'm holding a kitty, and I'm kinda like in a standing position?"
When he said "kitty" they fire department almost burst out laughing! Poor guy....
It took two hours, but he was finally removed from my wall. I was shocked to see him in person. It was one of my coworkers! He was in a business suit and everything. His perfectly gelled hair was now ashy and strewn about. And true to his word, he was holding a cat, a little grey kitten. "It got stuck..."he lamely explained as he pet the cat.
"Chris,"I sighed, "you're something." I smiled at him and put on an ashamed little smile. "I'm calling her Mistletoe," he said.