Mom, There’s a Spaceship on the Roof!

 “Mom! Mom!” Tom yelled, “There’s a spaceship on the roof!”

 Mom was busy washing the dishes.

 “Really dear?” Mom said, “Why do you think they chose our house?”

 “I don’t know Mom,” Tommy said and rushed away.

Small green men were trying to climb down the chimney and some were getting stuck and some were getting burned because there was a fire down below.

“Yeow! Ouch!” they shouted, which is a kind of universal language.

 “What was that Tom?” said Mom.

 “It’s the aliens,” Tom said.

 “Oh,” Mom said, “Just make sure they don’t eat all the candy and cookies.”

 “That’s okay Mom,” Tom said, “They seem to like eating the plants.”

Tom’s Mom shrugged and carried on with her ironing. There were always bumps, thumps and squeals when Tom’s friends visited.

“Mom,” Tom said, “The aliens like Jack. They want to take him for a ride on their spaceship. Is that okay?”

 “Sure,” said Mom.

 “Poor old Jack,” she thought, “Are they going to dress you up and put you in a box?”

She heard woofs, ruffs and then a great big WHOOOOSH!

Then there was a blinding light that faded into a dot.

“What was that?” Mom said, “The electricity has gone off?”

 “The aliens took Jack for a ride, but they will be back soon,” said Tom.

There was another flash of light, the electricity came on and Jack bounded downstairs.

 “Where are the aliens?” Mom said, “I thought you were playing with your friends?”

“Silly Mom,” Tom laughed, “My friends don’t come from Saturn!”

They walked hand-in-hand to the roof of the house, where a small spaceship stood with aliens climbing in. They were small and green with red eyes and long fingers.

Tom waved and the spaceship disappeared into the stars.

“Well Tom,” said Mom, “Next time I think I will listen more carefully to what you say. I don’t want you to disappear like that.”

“Okay Mom,” Tom said, “Now about Jack…”

“What about Jack?” Mom said.

“Well,” Jack said, “It’s that dog food you get – I’m sick of it. And the dog next-door - he’s got to go! Then there’s a flea situation in my basket…”

Tom and his mother looked at each other.

“Do you think we could get the aliens to take Jack back?” Mom said.

Tom laughed. “Come on Jack,” he said, “Let’s go for a walk and talk to the neighbours’ dogs.”

“Oooh,” Mom said, “Jack, don’t forget to ask the Smith’s dog about that hammering noise from their shed. I’d love to know what they’re up to.”

“That’s gossip Mom,” Tom shook his head.

But as he walked off, Mom and Jack exchanged a wink. He knew where his dinners came from!