The Drayer woes and text humor

This morning as we were getting ready for work we heard this awful scratching sound coming from behind the bathroom wall. The infamous Teddy was NOT happy about it and quickly made his presence known (this the cat that makes a beeline for the basement when he hears the doorbell)

The following is a text conversation between Sweet Sarah and myself letting her know I scheduled an exterminator.  I can hardly see to type because of the tears. So funny. And yes you should feel sorry for Sweet Sarah. 

The convo goes on. But this is the gist. 

Hope this makes you laugh on a Monday.