Theodore

 

“I’d like to offer my services.”

The voice was small, but very precise and polite.

It was coming from a ledge in her bathroom, where she’d thought she was alone.

After a moment, she located the speaker; a small green treefrog above the window.

“What services?” she asked.

“My name is Theodore, and I am a world class insect exterminator.”

“That’s as may be, but I already have Francis the wolf spider, to do that for me.”

The treefrog was silent.

“Where is Francis?” she inquired, after a brief glance around the bathroom.

“I accept the job” Theodore said, smugly.